歌曲 | By The Seine |
歌手 | The Crookes |
专辑 | Chasing After Ghosts |
Oh poor Frankie’s sleeping by the Seine | |
He’s lost his way, and the wayward artist’s name‘s | |
washed with the rain | |
Now he cries out | |
We are here, this is the dogs | |
Our stars are lost, but the pavement bares your name | |
Down by the seine | |
La de da da | |
I wouldn’t have it any other way | |
And so | |
oh Frankie you’ll never know just why you set young lovers on their toes | |
You’ve filled your cap with pennies from the proletariat | |
Sleeping by the seine | |
The crowds are loud, the streets are black but still your paintings stare from the tarmac | |
For now the moon shines bright upon those dark waters tonight | |
Sleeping by the seine | |
But they chased you down the Rue de Mon | |
You were cursing like a scullion | |
You found, your head stuck in a cloud | |
And you cried | |
If it was a sunny day | |
All the cobbles would gleam down back hand way | |
we shout, tonight, the Seine is ours |
Oh poor Frankie' s sleeping by the Seine | |
He' s lost his way, and the wayward artist' s name' s | |
washed with the rain | |
Now he cries out | |
We are here, this is the dogs | |
Our stars are lost, but the pavement bares your name | |
Down by the seine | |
La de da da | |
I wouldn' t have it any other way | |
And so | |
oh Frankie you' ll never know just why you set young lovers on their toes | |
You' ve filled your cap with pennies from the proletariat | |
Sleeping by the seine | |
The crowds are loud, the streets are black but still your paintings stare from the tarmac | |
For now the moon shines bright upon those dark waters tonight | |
Sleeping by the seine | |
But they chased you down the Rue de Mon | |
You were cursing like a scullion | |
You found, your head stuck in a cloud | |
And you cried | |
If it was a sunny day | |
All the cobbles would gleam down back hand way | |
we shout, tonight, the Seine is ours |