歌曲 | Whilst The Night Rejoices Profound And Still - Live |
歌手 | Current 93 |
专辑 | Halo |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Current Ninety Three | |
As we stared beyond the windows there | |
Over all the gardens | |
That have never been | |
And will never grow again | |
How long | |
How long | |
The shining winking stars | |
The clouds too high | |
So high | |
Pointing to some final star | |
The dull face of the sky | |
And the sound of the calling | |
Of the distant village bell | |
And all that | |
The sun is not enough for us | |
Any longer | |
And her smile | |
Though she wears her hat | |
And her cheery rays | |
Do not blanket with their glorious glare | |
The burning body | |
With distorted nimbus | |
I see too well | |
Just beyond my neighbour's house | |
It does not blank out | |
The last sigh of the soul | |
Whilst the night rejoices profound and still | |
At the edge of your street | |
Both shadow and destroyer | |
But not alas | |
The comforter |
zuo ci : Current Ninety Three | |
As we stared beyond the windows there | |
Over all the gardens | |
That have never been | |
And will never grow again | |
How long | |
How long | |
The shining winking stars | |
The clouds too high | |
So high | |
Pointing to some final star | |
The dull face of the sky | |
And the sound of the calling | |
Of the distant village bell | |
And all that | |
The sun is not enough for us | |
Any longer | |
And her smile | |
Though she wears her hat | |
And her cheery rays | |
Do not blanket with their glorious glare | |
The burning body | |
With distorted nimbus | |
I see too well | |
Just beyond my neighbour' s house | |
It does not blank out | |
The last sigh of the soul | |
Whilst the night rejoices profound and still | |
At the edge of your street | |
Both shadow and destroyer | |
But not alas | |
The comforter |
zuò cí : Current Ninety Three | |
As we stared beyond the windows there | |
Over all the gardens | |
That have never been | |
And will never grow again | |
How long | |
How long | |
The shining winking stars | |
The clouds too high | |
So high | |
Pointing to some final star | |
The dull face of the sky | |
And the sound of the calling | |
Of the distant village bell | |
And all that | |
The sun is not enough for us | |
Any longer | |
And her smile | |
Though she wears her hat | |
And her cheery rays | |
Do not blanket with their glorious glare | |
The burning body | |
With distorted nimbus | |
I see too well | |
Just beyond my neighbour' s house | |
It does not blank out | |
The last sigh of the soul | |
Whilst the night rejoices profound and still | |
At the edge of your street | |
Both shadow and destroyer | |
But not alas | |
The comforter |