| 歌曲 | Walk With The Night |
| 歌手 | The Silencers |
| 专辑 | A Blues For Buddha |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : O'Neill, Silencers | |
| The moon glows like a white headlight | |
| As I walk down the street on my own | |
| A dark god wears a jacket of leather | |
| With a thousand diamente stones | |
| And minarets throw out electric beams | |
| And everything's exactly as it seems | |
| Now I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, mm-hmm | |
| Yes, I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| I said... | |
| Yeah... | |
| The winds blows on the battlefield | |
| As I walk through the wasted land | |
| Smoke rings, but no birds sings | |
| And a phantom king is in command | |
| And victories are lost in dreams | |
| And everything's exactly as it seems | |
| Now I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, whoa-oh | |
| Yes, I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Come on! | |
| Come on! | |
| A whisper from some other time | |
| Now I can see those lights At the edge of the world | |
| A thunder from some other time | |
| Now I can hear those drums at the edge of the world | |
| From wilderness to desert | |
| Across pylons to the motorway | |
| I said, ghosts on a wild night whisper my name | |
| They call to me from far away | |
| Now I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above | |
| Yes, I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Now I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, whoa-oh | |
| Yes, I'm gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Of love, of love | |
| Of love, of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love |
| zuo qu : O' Neill, Silencers | |
| The moon glows like a white headlight | |
| As I walk down the street on my own | |
| A dark god wears a jacket of leather | |
| With a thousand diamente stones | |
| And minarets throw out electric beams | |
| And everything' s exactly as it seems | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, mmhmm | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| I said... | |
| Yeah... | |
| The winds blows on the battlefield | |
| As I walk through the wasted land | |
| Smoke rings, but no birds sings | |
| And a phantom king is in command | |
| And victories are lost in dreams | |
| And everything' s exactly as it seems | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, whoaoh | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Come on! | |
| Come on! | |
| A whisper from some other time | |
| Now I can see those lights At the edge of the world | |
| A thunder from some other time | |
| Now I can hear those drums at the edge of the world | |
| From wilderness to desert | |
| Across pylons to the motorway | |
| I said, ghosts on a wild night whisper my name | |
| They call to me from far away | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, whoaoh | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Of love, of love | |
| Of love, of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love |
| zuò qǔ : O' Neill, Silencers | |
| The moon glows like a white headlight | |
| As I walk down the street on my own | |
| A dark god wears a jacket of leather | |
| With a thousand diamente stones | |
| And minarets throw out electric beams | |
| And everything' s exactly as it seems | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, mmhmm | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| I said... | |
| Yeah... | |
| The winds blows on the battlefield | |
| As I walk through the wasted land | |
| Smoke rings, but no birds sings | |
| And a phantom king is in command | |
| And victories are lost in dreams | |
| And everything' s exactly as it seems | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, whoaoh | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Come on! | |
| Come on! | |
| A whisper from some other time | |
| Now I can see those lights At the edge of the world | |
| A thunder from some other time | |
| Now I can hear those drums at the edge of the world | |
| From wilderness to desert | |
| Across pylons to the motorway | |
| I said, ghosts on a wild night whisper my name | |
| They call to me from far away | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Now I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Talk to the angels above, whoaoh | |
| Yes, I' m gonna walk with the night | |
| Describe this phantasm of love | |
| Of love, of love | |
| Of love, of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| Of love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love | |
| This love |