歌曲 | Cold, Cold, Cold |
歌手 | The Handsome Family |
专辑 | Twilight |
作词 : Sparks, Sparks | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Out on highway five there's a field | |
Where sometimes at night, people disappear | |
That's the only road that takes me home | |
Across the open prairie and the drifting snow | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
I was halfway there one frozen dawn | |
When she appeared at the side of the road | |
A woman weeping in the frozen snow | |
Her black hair flying across the empty road | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
I pulled to the shoulder and she fell to the snow | |
But when I stepped from my car in the cold wind's blow | |
She drifted away in the swirling cold | |
Down through the fields and their frozen rows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
But I heard her howl, I heard her moan | |
And she called my name in the swirling snow | |
When I turned to run back to my car | |
There was nothing waiting but her frozen arms | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows |
zuò cí : Sparks, Sparks | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Out on highway five there' s a field | |
Where sometimes at night, people disappear | |
That' s the only road that takes me home | |
Across the open prairie and the drifting snow | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
I was halfway there one frozen dawn | |
When she appeared at the side of the road | |
A woman weeping in the frozen snow | |
Her black hair flying across the empty road | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
I pulled to the shoulder and she fell to the snow | |
But when I stepped from my car in the cold wind' s blow | |
She drifted away in the swirling cold | |
Down through the fields and their frozen rows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
But I heard her howl, I heard her moan | |
And she called my name in the swirling snow | |
When I turned to run back to my car | |
There was nothing waiting but her frozen arms | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows | |
Cold, cold, cold | |
As the cold wind blows |