歌曲 | Blasphemous Rumours |
歌手 | Depeche Mode |
专辑 | Some Great Reward |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : GORE, MARTIN | |
Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her | |
Slashed her wrists, bored with life | |
Didn't succeed, thank the Lord | |
For small mercies | |
Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again | |
Sixteen candles burn in her mind | |
She takes the blame, it's always the same | |
She goes down on her knees and prays | |
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything | |
Found new life in Jesus Christ | |
Hit by a car, ended up | |
On a life support machine | |
Summer's day, as she passed away | |
Birds were singing in the summer sky | |
Then came the rain, and once again | |
A tear fell from her mother's eye | |
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
16岁的女孩 割开手腕 要结束她无聊的余生 | |
感谢仁慈的上帝 没有成功 | |
强忍眼泪 母亲又一次阅读着笔记 | |
她想起那16根蜡烛 | |
她总是以同样的方式接受责备 | |
她跪下来祈祷 | |
18岁的女孩 会爱上一切 | |
发现新的人生在耶稣指引下 | |
遇到车祸 被终结 | |
靠医疗器械维持生命 | |
夏天 她逝世了 | |
小鸟们在天空歌唱 | |
泪水像雨水又一次降临 | |
从母亲眼眶滑落 | |
我不想做任何亵渎神明的事情 | |
但我觉得上帝幽默感令人厌恶 | |
当我死去时我想他正在嘲笑 |
zuo ci : GORE, MARTIN | |
Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her | |
Slashed her wrists, bored with life | |
Didn' t succeed, thank the Lord | |
For small mercies | |
Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again | |
Sixteen candles burn in her mind | |
She takes the blame, it' s always the same | |
She goes down on her knees and prays | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything | |
Found new life in Jesus Christ | |
Hit by a car, ended up | |
On a life support machine | |
Summer' s day, as she passed away | |
Birds were singing in the summer sky | |
Then came the rain, and once again | |
A tear fell from her mother' s eye | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
16 sui de nv hai ge kai shou wan yao jie shu ta wu liao de yu sheng | |
gan xie ren ci de shang di mei you cheng gong | |
qiang ren yan lei mu qin you yi ci yue du zhuo bi ji | |
ta xiang qi na 16 gen la zhu | |
ta zong shi yi tong yang de fang shi jie shou ze bei | |
ta gui xia lai qi dao | |
18 sui de nv hai hui ai shang yi qie | |
fa xian xin de ren sheng zai ye su zhi yin xia | |
yu dao che huo bei zhong jie | |
kao yi liao qi xie wei chi sheng ming | |
xia tian ta shi shi le | |
xiao niao men zai tian kong ge chang | |
lei shui xiang yu shui you yi ci jiang lin | |
cong mu qin yan kuang hua luo | |
wo bu xiang zuo ren he xie du shen ming de shi qing | |
dan wo jue de shang di you mo gan ling ren yan wu | |
dang wo si qu shi wo xiang ta zheng zai chao xiao |
zuò cí : GORE, MARTIN | |
Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her | |
Slashed her wrists, bored with life | |
Didn' t succeed, thank the Lord | |
For small mercies | |
Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again | |
Sixteen candles burn in her mind | |
She takes the blame, it' s always the same | |
She goes down on her knees and prays | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything | |
Found new life in Jesus Christ | |
Hit by a car, ended up | |
On a life support machine | |
Summer' s day, as she passed away | |
Birds were singing in the summer sky | |
Then came the rain, and once again | |
A tear fell from her mother' s eye | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
I don' t want to start any blasphemous rumours | |
But I think that God' s got a sick sense of humor | |
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing | |
16 suì de nǚ hái gē kāi shǒu wàn yào jié shù tā wú liáo de yú shēng | |
gǎn xiè rén cí de shàng dì méi yǒu chéng gōng | |
qiáng rěn yǎn lèi mǔ qīn yòu yī cì yuè dú zhuó bǐ jì | |
tā xiǎng qǐ nà 16 gēn là zhú | |
tā zǒng shì yǐ tóng yàng de fāng shì jiē shòu zé bèi | |
tā guì xià lái qí dǎo | |
18 suì de nǚ hái huì ài shàng yī qiè | |
fā xiàn xīn de rén shēng zài yē sū zhǐ yǐn xià | |
yù dào chē huò bèi zhōng jié | |
kào yī liáo qì xiè wéi chí shēng mìng | |
xià tiān tā shì shì le | |
xiǎo niǎo men zài tiān kōng gē chàng | |
lèi shuǐ xiàng yǔ shuǐ yòu yī cì jiàng lín | |
cóng mǔ qīn yǎn kuàng huá luò | |
wǒ bù xiǎng zuò rèn hé xiè dú shén míng de shì qíng | |
dàn wǒ jué de shàng dì yōu mò gǎn lìng rén yàn wù | |
dāng wǒ sǐ qù shí wǒ xiǎng tā zhèng zài cháo xiào |