歌曲 | Roses Are Not Red |
歌手 | Simone White |
专辑 | I Am The Man |
作曲 : Bango, Veseky | |
roses are not red | |
a still life never growing | |
the sun is not a source of light | |
and the wind will not be blowing | |
birds will die | |
up in the sky | |
the sky that is not blue | |
everything is as it was | |
i never loved you | |
i never loved you | |
roses are not red | |
the rain is not been falling | |
and telephones ring unaware | |
of why we bother calling | |
no one there | |
would ever care | |
to hear what we've been through | |
everything is in its place | |
i never loved you | |
i never loved you | |
your face, so unremarkable | |
could never light this lonely town | |
your voice, all but forgotten | |
does not echo every single sound | |
your eyes without expression, | |
there's nothing special in that case | |
so why do i spend every night | |
dreaming of the things i'll never miss? | |
no joy as spring arrives | |
there's nothing sad about you leaving | |
and i will live my life the same | |
maybe this time without breathing | |
so look through these eyes | |
that never cried | |
and any fool could see what's true | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
and i never loved you | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
and i never loved you |
zuò qǔ : Bango, Veseky | |
roses are not red | |
a still life never growing | |
the sun is not a source of light | |
and the wind will not be blowing | |
birds will die | |
up in the sky | |
the sky that is not blue | |
everything is as it was | |
i never loved you | |
i never loved you | |
roses are not red | |
the rain is not been falling | |
and telephones ring unaware | |
of why we bother calling | |
no one there | |
would ever care | |
to hear what we' ve been through | |
everything is in its place | |
i never loved you | |
i never loved you | |
your face, so unremarkable | |
could never light this lonely town | |
your voice, all but forgotten | |
does not echo every single sound | |
your eyes without expression, | |
there' s nothing special in that case | |
so why do i spend every night | |
dreaming of the things i' ll never miss? | |
no joy as spring arrives | |
there' s nothing sad about you leaving | |
and i will live my life the same | |
maybe this time without breathing | |
so look through these eyes | |
that never cried | |
and any fool could see what' s true | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
and i never loved you | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
roses are not red | |
and i never loved you |
[00:19.00] | méi guī tuì le yán sè |
[00:25.40] | rì zi yī céng bù biàn |
[00:32.00] | tài yáng àn dàn wú guāng |
[00:38.40] | lián fēng yě níng gù le |
[00:46.20] | tiān kōng méi yǒu fēi niǎo |
[00:52.60] | ér shī qù le sè cǎi |
[00:58.20] | yī qiè fǎng rú guò qù |
[01:04.80] | xiàng wǒ méi ài guò nǐ |
[01:06.40] | xiàng wǒ méi ài guò nǐ |
[01:12.00] | méi guī shī qù guāng cǎi |
[01:18.60] | yǔ yě bú huì là xià |
[01:25.80] | yǒu rén dǎ diàn huà ma |
[01:32.00] | wèi hé méi yǒu tīng dào |
[01:39.20] | méi yǒu rén zài zhè lǐ |
[01:43.60] | yě méi rén huì zài hu |
[01:45.00] | tīng wǒ men de jīng lì |
[01:52.60] | yī qiè háo wú biàn huà |
[01:58.00] | xiàng wǒ méi ài guò nǐ |
[01:59.40] | xiàng wǒ méi ài guò nǐ |
[02:06.00] | nǐ de liǎn méi bàn fǎ |
[02:12.80] | diǎn liàng gū dú xiǎo zhèn |
[02:19.00] | nǐ de shēng yīn quán rán |
[02:26.00] | wú rèn hé de huí yìng |
[02:33.60] | nǐ yǎn zhōng wú qíng xù |
[02:36.80] | yī qiè dōu rú wǎng cháng |
[02:40.60] | wèi hé wǒ yòng zhěng yè |
[02:47.20] | wú gēn jù dì huàn xiǎng |
[02:51.00] | kuài lè xiàng méi lái guò |
[02:57.20] | méi rén wéi nǐ nán guò |
[03:05.00] | wǒ yě jì xù huó zhe |
[03:11.00] | xiàng méi yǒu le hū xī |
[03:18.00] | tòu guò zhèi xiē yǎn jīng |
[03:23.80] | méi yǒu kàn dào lèi shuǐ |
[03:25.80] | méi rén kàn bu chū lái |
[03:32.00] | méi guī bù zài yāo yě |
[03:38.60] | xiàng wǒ méi ài guò nǐ |
[03:45.60] | méi guī bú shì méi guī |
[03:52.80] | wǒ men cóng wèi xiāng ài |