Where The Ancient Laurel Grows 歌词
| 歌曲 | Where The Ancient Laurel Grows |
| 歌手 | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| 专辑 | Have You Seen This Ghost? |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:59.66] | I wish that he and I |
| [01:02.93] | at least once in a While |
| [01:05.87] | had something small in common ... |
| [01:09.20] | a secret, |
| [01:10.44] | if you like. |
| [01:12.42] | But there's no common ground here, |
| [01:15.19] | not a single thing we share, |
| [01:18.29] | on the same Planet we live, |
| [01:21.64] | but in two different Worlds. |
| [01:54.22] | He clearly did not like me, |
| [01:57.19] | that part was plain to see, |
| [02:00.52] | the very moment that he laid his grey Eyes on me, |
| [02:06.86] | His buff, muscular body |
| [02:09.35] | like the old cliché Marine, |
| [02:12.85] | Oh, not too many times before |
| [02:16.39] | (thank goodness) have I seen... |
| [02:19.34] | So much contemp on a single white Man's face, |
| [02:24.93] | his Fists were cluteched so tightly that his brute fingernails |
| [02:31.95] | left bleeding Marks in the rouch palms on his Hands...- |
| [02:37.84] | all just to ensure that we would never become friends! |
| [03:10.37] | If I felt like jesting now, |
| [03:12.75] | which, believe me, I am not, |
| [03:15.88] | I might compare his red face to a boiling teapot, |
| [03:22.17] | or an old Locomotive, |
| [03:25.55] | far too quickly building up steam, |
| [03:28.57] | its mightly Kettle seen to expolode, if he finds no quick Release. |
| [03:37.41] | Do you think it's strange of me to hope someday he will marry me, |
| [03:44.17] | or at least feel the strongest need to hold me when I fall & bleed? |
| [03:51.17] | Oh, I wish that he and I were just a little more alike, |
| [03:56.92] | or had a tiny Thing in common ...- oh, wouldn't that be nice... |
| [04:04.77] | Yes, he sleeps nakedly, while I always sleep fully dressed. |
| [04:10.20] | He is full of Life, I am mostly depressed. |
| [04:16.53] | I guess, that's why I wish that he would want to take a walk with me |
| [04:22.88] | through lonely Fields of Sorrow, the only place I've ever seen... |
| [04:35.78] | In vagued Daydreams I'm dreaming about Stains of his Semen, |
| [04:40.62] | put precisely on me, more as a ... "theory". |
| [04:48.46] | Sometimes I wish that He would fondly think of me |
| [04:54.56] | each time he strokes his Penis...- or when the Clock strickes Three. |
| [00:59.66] | I wish that he and I |
| [01:02.93] | at least once in a While |
| [01:05.87] | had something small in common ... |
| [01:09.20] | a secret, |
| [01:10.44] | if you like. |
| [01:12.42] | But there' s no common ground here, |
| [01:15.19] | not a single thing we share, |
| [01:18.29] | on the same Planet we live, |
| [01:21.64] | but in two different Worlds. |
| [01:54.22] | He clearly did not like me, |
| [01:57.19] | that part was plain to see, |
| [02:00.52] | the very moment that he laid his grey Eyes on me, |
| [02:06.86] | His buff, muscular body |
| [02:09.35] | like the old cliche Marine, |
| [02:12.85] | Oh, not too many times before |
| [02:16.39] | thank goodness have I seen... |
| [02:19.34] | So much contemp on a single white Man' s face, |
| [02:24.93] | his Fists were cluteched so tightly that his brute fingernails |
| [02:31.95] | left bleeding Marks in the rouch palms on his Hands... |
| [02:37.84] | all just to ensure that we would never become friends! |
| [03:10.37] | If I felt like jesting now, |
| [03:12.75] | which, believe me, I am not, |
| [03:15.88] | I might compare his red face to a boiling teapot, |
| [03:22.17] | or an old Locomotive, |
| [03:25.55] | far too quickly building up steam, |
| [03:28.57] | its mightly Kettle seen to expolode, if he finds no quick Release. |
| [03:37.41] | Do you think it' s strange of me to hope someday he will marry me, |
| [03:44.17] | or at least feel the strongest need to hold me when I fall bleed? |
| [03:51.17] | Oh, I wish that he and I were just a little more alike, |
| [03:56.92] | or had a tiny Thing in common ... oh, wouldn' t that be nice... |
| [04:04.77] | Yes, he sleeps nakedly, while I always sleep fully dressed. |
| [04:10.20] | He is full of Life, I am mostly depressed. |
| [04:16.53] | I guess, that' s why I wish that he would want to take a walk with me |
| [04:22.88] | through lonely Fields of Sorrow, the only place I' ve ever seen... |
| [04:35.78] | In vagued Daydreams I' m dreaming about Stains of his Semen, |
| [04:40.62] | put precisely on me, more as a ... " theory". |
| [04:48.46] | Sometimes I wish that He would fondly think of me |
| [04:54.56] | each time he strokes his Penis... or when the Clock strickes Three. |
| [00:59.66] | I wish that he and I |
| [01:02.93] | at least once in a While |
| [01:05.87] | had something small in common ... |
| [01:09.20] | a secret, |
| [01:10.44] | if you like. |
| [01:12.42] | But there' s no common ground here, |
| [01:15.19] | not a single thing we share, |
| [01:18.29] | on the same Planet we live, |
| [01:21.64] | but in two different Worlds. |
| [01:54.22] | He clearly did not like me, |
| [01:57.19] | that part was plain to see, |
| [02:00.52] | the very moment that he laid his grey Eyes on me, |
| [02:06.86] | His buff, muscular body |
| [02:09.35] | like the old cliché Marine, |
| [02:12.85] | Oh, not too many times before |
| [02:16.39] | thank goodness have I seen... |
| [02:19.34] | So much contemp on a single white Man' s face, |
| [02:24.93] | his Fists were cluteched so tightly that his brute fingernails |
| [02:31.95] | left bleeding Marks in the rouch palms on his Hands... |
| [02:37.84] | all just to ensure that we would never become friends! |
| [03:10.37] | If I felt like jesting now, |
| [03:12.75] | which, believe me, I am not, |
| [03:15.88] | I might compare his red face to a boiling teapot, |
| [03:22.17] | or an old Locomotive, |
| [03:25.55] | far too quickly building up steam, |
| [03:28.57] | its mightly Kettle seen to expolode, if he finds no quick Release. |
| [03:37.41] | Do you think it' s strange of me to hope someday he will marry me, |
| [03:44.17] | or at least feel the strongest need to hold me when I fall bleed? |
| [03:51.17] | Oh, I wish that he and I were just a little more alike, |
| [03:56.92] | or had a tiny Thing in common ... oh, wouldn' t that be nice... |
| [04:04.77] | Yes, he sleeps nakedly, while I always sleep fully dressed. |
| [04:10.20] | He is full of Life, I am mostly depressed. |
| [04:16.53] | I guess, that' s why I wish that he would want to take a walk with me |
| [04:22.88] | through lonely Fields of Sorrow, the only place I' ve ever seen... |
| [04:35.78] | In vagued Daydreams I' m dreaming about Stains of his Semen, |
| [04:40.62] | put precisely on me, more as a ... " theory". |
| [04:48.46] | Sometimes I wish that He would fondly think of me |
| [04:54.56] | each time he strokes his Penis... or when the Clock strickes Three. |
| [00:59.66] | 我希望他和我 |
| [01:02.93] | 至少，偶尔 |
| [01:05.87] | 能拥有一个小小的共同点... |
| [01:09.20] | 一个小秘密 |
| [01:10.44] | 如果可以 |
| [01:12.42] | 然而我们无话可说 |
| [01:15.19] | 更何谈分享 |
| [01:18.29] | 我们同在此地 |
| [01:21.64] | 却心各一方 |
| [01:54.22] | 他不喜欢我 |
| [01:57.19] | 显而易见 |
| [02:00.52] | ——当他灰色的眼眸落在我身上 |
| [02:06.86] | 他水手般健壮的小麦色身体 |
| [02:09.35] | 就像人们说的那样 |
| [02:12.85] | 噢，仅仅那么几次 |
| [02:16.39] | （谢天谢地）被我看到了 |
| [02:19.34] | 而他蔑视的眼神 |
| [02:24.93] | 攥紧的拳头，尖锐的指甲 |
| [02:31.95] | 让他粗糙的掌心鲜血淋淋 |
| [02:37.84] | 这一切都在宣布我们永远不会成为朋友 |
| [03:10.37] | 如果我像是在开玩笑 |
| [03:12.75] | 相信我，并没有 |
| [03:15.88] | 我想把他胀红的脸比作沸腾的茶壶 |
| [03:22.17] | 或是一个老火车头 |
| [03:25.55] | 蒸汽腾腾 |
| [03:28.57] | 就要像水壶一样炸开，如果不能赶快将这愤怒释放 |
| [03:37.41] | 你觉得我这样很荒唐吗，希望他愿意与我结合 |
| [03:44.17] | 或者至少愿意在我跌倒流血的时候扶起我 |
| [03:51.17] | 噢，我希望他和我能有那么一点点的相似 |
| [03:56.92] | 或者有一个小小的共同点...噢，那该有多好 |
| [04:04.77] | 就算他习惯裸睡，而我包裹得严严实实 |
| [04:10.20] | 就算他充满生命力，我却常常消沉 |
| [04:16.53] | 我猜，这就是我为什么希望他能够与我同行 |
| [04:22.88] | 随我穿过荒凉的哀痛之地，我便再不见那满目疮痍 |
| [04:35.78] | 梦里，我痴迷地幻想着他的** |
| [04:40.62] | 准确地洒在我的身上，虔诚无比 |
| [04:48.46] | 有时我希望他也会深情地想念我 |
| [04:54.56] | 当他**时分，或当夜半时刻 |
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