歌曲 | The Lazarus Heart |
歌手 | Sting |
专辑 | Nothing Like The Sun |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sting | |
作词 : Sting | |
Lyrics:Sting Music:Sting | |
He looked beneath his shirt today | |
There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide | |
From the wound a lovely flower grew | |
From somewhere deep inside | |
He turned around to face his mother | |
To show her the wound in his breast | |
That burned like a brand | |
But the sword that cut him open | |
Was the sword in his mother's hand | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will tear us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart | |
Though the sword was his protection | |
The wound itself would give him power | |
The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour | |
She said the wound would give him courage and pain | |
The kind of pain that you can't hide | |
From the wound a lovely flower grew | |
From somewhere deep inside | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will keep us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart | |
Birds on the roof of my mother's house | |
I've no stones that chase them away | |
Birds on the roof of my mother's house | |
Will sit on my roof someday | |
They fly at the window, they fly at the door | |
Where does she get the strength to fight them anymore | |
She counts all her children as a shield against the rain | |
Lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower to the rain | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will keep us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart |
zuo qu : Sting | |
zuo ci : Sting | |
Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
He looked beneath his shirt today | |
There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide | |
From the wound a lovely flower grew | |
From somewhere deep inside | |
He turned around to face his mother | |
To show her the wound in his breast | |
That burned like a brand | |
But the sword that cut him open | |
Was the sword in his mother' s hand | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will tear us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I' d be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart | |
Though the sword was his protection | |
The wound itself would give him power | |
The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour | |
She said the wound would give him courage and pain | |
The kind of pain that you can' t hide | |
From the wound a lovely flower grew | |
From somewhere deep inside | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will keep us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I' d be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart | |
Birds on the roof of my mother' s house | |
I' ve no stones that chase them away | |
Birds on the roof of my mother' s house | |
Will sit on my roof someday | |
They fly at the window, they fly at the door | |
Where does she get the strength to fight them anymore | |
She counts all her children as a shield against the rain | |
Lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower to the rain | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will keep us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I' d be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart |
zuò qǔ : Sting | |
zuò cí : Sting | |
Lyrics: Sting Music: Sting | |
He looked beneath his shirt today | |
There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide | |
From the wound a lovely flower grew | |
From somewhere deep inside | |
He turned around to face his mother | |
To show her the wound in his breast | |
That burned like a brand | |
But the sword that cut him open | |
Was the sword in his mother' s hand | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will tear us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I' d be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart | |
Though the sword was his protection | |
The wound itself would give him power | |
The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour | |
She said the wound would give him courage and pain | |
The kind of pain that you can' t hide | |
From the wound a lovely flower grew | |
From somewhere deep inside | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will keep us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I' d be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart | |
Birds on the roof of my mother' s house | |
I' ve no stones that chase them away | |
Birds on the roof of my mother' s house | |
Will sit on my roof someday | |
They fly at the window, they fly at the door | |
Where does she get the strength to fight them anymore | |
She counts all her children as a shield against the rain | |
Lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower to the rain | |
Every day another miracle | |
Only death will keep us apart | |
To sacrifice a life for yours | |
I' d be the blood of the Lazarus heart | |
The blood of the Lazarus heart |