No Thunder, No Fire, No Rain 歌词

	作词 : Brock, Finn
	Martin sets out from the village (called)
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the blue sun rehearse a falling roll
	And even the vultures still sleep
	Martin's bus comes to the forest of
	Katta pella kopa leh
	With the engine blowing steam into the morning dust
	As farmers lead cattle to grass
	No thunder, no fire, no rain
	With Nia ceta nova lain
	Martin checks into the chemical plant of
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As his young bride prepares for the evening feast
	And in zone three he starts the long day
	Martin works with strange blue waters (called)
	Niacetanovalain
	As the warning bell rings critical he hit's the floor
	And his young bride paints beads for the feast
	Martin feels a cold wind screaming
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the red sun rehearses another roll
	And over the fire she stirs peas
	Martin was killed in the company name
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the toxin tore right through his soul
	And his young bride puts flowers in her hair

	zuo ci : Brock, Finn
	Martin sets out from the village called
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the blue sun rehearse a falling roll
	And even the vultures still sleep
	Martin' s bus comes to the forest of
	Katta pella kopa leh
	With the engine blowing steam into the morning dust
	As farmers lead cattle to grass
	No thunder, no fire, no rain
	With Nia ceta nova lain
	Martin checks into the chemical plant of
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As his young bride prepares for the evening feast
	And in zone three he starts the long day
	Martin works with strange blue waters called
	Niacetanovalain
	As the warning bell rings critical he hit' s the floor
	And his young bride paints beads for the feast
	Martin feels a cold wind screaming
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the red sun rehearses another roll
	And over the fire she stirs peas
	Martin was killed in the company name
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the toxin tore right through his soul
	And his young bride puts flowers in her hair

	zuò cí : Brock, Finn
	Martin sets out from the village called
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the blue sun rehearse a falling roll
	And even the vultures still sleep
	Martin' s bus comes to the forest of
	Katta pella kopa leh
	With the engine blowing steam into the morning dust
	As farmers lead cattle to grass
	No thunder, no fire, no rain
	With Nia ceta nova lain
	Martin checks into the chemical plant of
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As his young bride prepares for the evening feast
	And in zone three he starts the long day
	Martin works with strange blue waters called
	Niacetanovalain
	As the warning bell rings critical he hit' s the floor
	And his young bride paints beads for the feast
	Martin feels a cold wind screaming
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the red sun rehearses another roll
	And over the fire she stirs peas
	Martin was killed in the company name
	Katta pella kopa leh
	As the toxin tore right through his soul
	And his young bride puts flowers in her hair

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