歌曲 | Gloomy White Sunday (Version) |
歌手 | Von Thronstahl |
专辑 | Sacrificare |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Such night in black satin | |
And hard days in tight suits | |
Handling a golden whiskey | |
Feeling the end of our roots | |
A smell of lost perfumes | |
Like Paris, like Rome | |
At Lago di Garda | |
Feeling at home | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
Überirdisch | |
Europäisch | |
Transzendent | |
Okzidental | |
Gloomy white sundays | |
Of burning white gold | |
Alchemic processes | |
From the myths we've been told | |
A poem of Lord Byron | |
And some tunes from The Clash | |
And such a calm before the next | |
Wall Street crash | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
Well, I'm not of this world and not of today | |
Out of the darkness | |
The blue of the night | |
From out of the blue | |
Deep into the light | |
Golden reflections | |
Our force in belief | |
And such a beautiful longing | |
For the places we leave | |
Unser Weg nach Europa | |
Mühsam und weit | |
Führt nicht über Brüssel | |
Wir haben Zeit | |
Die Sonne im Herzen | |
Ziehen wir uns're Bahn | |
Die Verlierer von morgen | |
Schlagen heute Alarm |
Such night in black satin | |
And hard days in tight suits | |
Handling a golden whiskey | |
Feeling the end of our roots | |
A smell of lost perfumes | |
Like Paris, like Rome | |
At Lago di Garda | |
Feeling at home | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Ü berirdisch | |
Europ isch | |
Transzendent | |
Okzidental | |
Gloomy white sundays | |
Of burning white gold | |
Alchemic processes | |
From the myths we' ve been told | |
A poem of Lord Byron | |
And some tunes from The Clash | |
And such a calm before the next | |
Wall Street crash | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Out of the darkness | |
The blue of the night | |
From out of the blue | |
Deep into the light | |
Golden reflections | |
Our force in belief | |
And such a beautiful longing | |
For the places we leave | |
Unser Weg nach Europa | |
Mü hsam und weit | |
Fü hrt nicht ü ber Brü ssel | |
Wir haben Zeit | |
Die Sonne im Herzen | |
Ziehen wir uns' re Bahn | |
Die Verlierer von morgen | |
Schlagen heute Alarm |
Such night in black satin | |
And hard days in tight suits | |
Handling a golden whiskey | |
Feeling the end of our roots | |
A smell of lost perfumes | |
Like Paris, like Rome | |
At Lago di Garda | |
Feeling at home | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Ü berirdisch | |
Europ isch | |
Transzendent | |
Okzidental | |
Gloomy white sundays | |
Of burning white gold | |
Alchemic processes | |
From the myths we' ve been told | |
A poem of Lord Byron | |
And some tunes from The Clash | |
And such a calm before the next | |
Wall Street crash | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
I welcome each glorious ray | |
Silence seems golden where eyes shining bright | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Gloomy white sunday of heavenly light | |
Well, I' m not of this world and not of today | |
Out of the darkness | |
The blue of the night | |
From out of the blue | |
Deep into the light | |
Golden reflections | |
Our force in belief | |
And such a beautiful longing | |
For the places we leave | |
Unser Weg nach Europa | |
Mü hsam und weit | |
Fü hrt nicht ü ber Brü ssel | |
Wir haben Zeit | |
Die Sonne im Herzen | |
Ziehen wir uns' re Bahn | |
Die Verlierer von morgen | |
Schlagen heute Alarm |