All Blues Hail Mary 歌词

	作曲 : Henry
	From the mountain comes a soul
	And the stones grow up like trees
	From the mountain comes a soul
	And the stones grow up like trees
	All blues hail
	Mary with her roses
	But you're their masterpiece
	Cut away each blade of grass
	Our feet cannot tramp down
	The limb of every hanging tree
	That time's left hanging round
	All blues sing that love is light not glory
	A story not a crown
	I won't be death's sad trophy now while
	I still lie awake
	I won't be death's sad trophy now while
	I still lie awake
	All blues say that love and death and you
	Are chances yet to take
	How dark this bit of light so late
	That falls across your breast
	How dark this bit of light so late
	That falls across your breast
	All blues and grace by
	GodAnd I will have to learn the rest

	zuo qu : Henry
	From the mountain comes a soul
	And the stones grow up like trees
	From the mountain comes a soul
	And the stones grow up like trees
	All blues hail
	Mary with her roses
	But you' re their masterpiece
	Cut away each blade of grass
	Our feet cannot tramp down
	The limb of every hanging tree
	That time' s left hanging round
	All blues sing that love is light not glory
	A story not a crown
	I won' t be death' s sad trophy now while
	I still lie awake
	I won' t be death' s sad trophy now while
	I still lie awake
	All blues say that love and death and you
	Are chances yet to take
	How dark this bit of light so late
	That falls across your breast
	How dark this bit of light so late
	That falls across your breast
	All blues and grace by
	GodAnd I will have to learn the rest

	zuò qǔ : Henry
	From the mountain comes a soul
	And the stones grow up like trees
	From the mountain comes a soul
	And the stones grow up like trees
	All blues hail
	Mary with her roses
	But you' re their masterpiece
	Cut away each blade of grass
	Our feet cannot tramp down
	The limb of every hanging tree
	That time' s left hanging round
	All blues sing that love is light not glory
	A story not a crown
	I won' t be death' s sad trophy now while
	I still lie awake
	I won' t be death' s sad trophy now while
	I still lie awake
	All blues say that love and death and you
	Are chances yet to take
	How dark this bit of light so late
	That falls across your breast
	How dark this bit of light so late
	That falls across your breast
	All blues and grace by
	GodAnd I will have to learn the rest

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