歌曲 | Beautiful Child |
歌手 | Rufus Wainwright |
专辑 | Want One |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Wainwright | |
When I am older than these small goddamned hills | |
And there's no reason for my mind to be still | |
Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiful child again Such a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again | |
When I have finally found my room filled with toys | |
Be banging on my crib excited by noise | |
Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiufl child again Such a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again And when there's nothing to gain | |
Or bring me pain or pin the blame | |
On you or myself | |
And when they finally fall | |
These wailing walls and burdened crosses | |
God's twilights and all | |
How I'll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiful child again ....... | |
When I am older than these small goddamned hills |
zuo ci : Wainwright | |
When I am older than these small goddamned hills | |
And there s no reason for my mind to be still | |
Oh, how I ll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiful child again Such a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again | |
When I have finally found my room filled with toys | |
Be banging on my crib excited by noise | |
Oh, how I ll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiufl child again Such a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again And when there s nothing to gain | |
Or bring me pain or pin the blame | |
On you or myself | |
And when they finally fall | |
These wailing walls and burdened crosses | |
God s twilights and all | |
How I ll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiful child again ....... | |
When I am older than these small goddamned hills |
zuò cí : Wainwright | |
When I am older than these small goddamned hills | |
And there s no reason for my mind to be still | |
Oh, how I ll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiful child again Such a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again | |
When I have finally found my room filled with toys | |
Be banging on my crib excited by noise | |
Oh, how I ll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiufl child again Such a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again And when there s nothing to gain | |
Or bring me pain or pin the blame | |
On you or myself | |
And when they finally fall | |
These wailing walls and burdened crosses | |
God s twilights and all | |
How I ll feel like a beautiful child | |
Such a beautiful child again ....... | |
When I am older than these small goddamned hills |