作词 : Farina | |
(words by Richard Farina) | |
Oh, now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Oh, now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
For I am a wild and a lonely child | |
And the son of an angry man | |
Now with the high wars raging | |
I would offer you my hand | |
For we are the children of darkness | |
And the prey of a proud, proud land. | |
It's once I was free to go roaming in | |
The wind of the springtime mind | |
And once the clouds I sailed upon | |
Were sweet as lilac wine | |
Oh, why are the breezes of summer, dear | |
Enlaced with a grim design? | |
So, now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Oh, now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
.................................... | |
the original song of RICHARD FARINA | |
Now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
It's once I was free to go roaming in | |
The wind of the springtime mind | |
It's once the clouds I sailed upon | |
Were sweet as lilac wine | |
So why are the breezes of summer, dear | |
Enlaced with a grim design? | |
And where was the will of my father when | |
We raised our swords on high? | |
And where was my mother's wailing when | |
Our flags were justified? | |
And where will we take our pleasures when | |
Our bodies have been denied? | |
For I am a wild and a lonely child | |
And the child of an angry man | |
Now with the high wars raging | |
I would offer you my hand | |
For we are the children of darkness | |
And the prey of a proud, proud land. |
zuo ci : Farina | |
words by Richard Farina | |
Oh, now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Oh, now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
For I am a wild and a lonely child | |
And the son of an angry man | |
Now with the high wars raging | |
I would offer you my hand | |
For we are the children of darkness | |
And the prey of a proud, proud land. | |
It' s once I was free to go roaming in | |
The wind of the springtime mind | |
And once the clouds I sailed upon | |
Were sweet as lilac wine | |
Oh, why are the breezes of summer, dear | |
Enlaced with a grim design? | |
So, now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Oh, now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
.................................... | |
the original song of RICHARD FARINA | |
Now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
It' s once I was free to go roaming in | |
The wind of the springtime mind | |
It' s once the clouds I sailed upon | |
Were sweet as lilac wine | |
So why are the breezes of summer, dear | |
Enlaced with a grim design? | |
And where was the will of my father when | |
We raised our swords on high? | |
And where was my mother' s wailing when | |
Our flags were justified? | |
And where will we take our pleasures when | |
Our bodies have been denied? | |
For I am a wild and a lonely child | |
And the child of an angry man | |
Now with the high wars raging | |
I would offer you my hand | |
For we are the children of darkness | |
And the prey of a proud, proud land. |
zuò cí : Farina | |
words by Richard Farina | |
Oh, now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Oh, now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
For I am a wild and a lonely child | |
And the son of an angry man | |
Now with the high wars raging | |
I would offer you my hand | |
For we are the children of darkness | |
And the prey of a proud, proud land. | |
It' s once I was free to go roaming in | |
The wind of the springtime mind | |
And once the clouds I sailed upon | |
Were sweet as lilac wine | |
Oh, why are the breezes of summer, dear | |
Enlaced with a grim design? | |
So, now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Oh, now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
.................................... | |
the original song of RICHARD FARINA | |
Now is the time for your loving, dear, | |
And the time for your company | |
Now when the light of reason fails | |
And fires burn on the sea | |
Now in this age of confusion | |
I have need for your company. | |
It' s once I was free to go roaming in | |
The wind of the springtime mind | |
It' s once the clouds I sailed upon | |
Were sweet as lilac wine | |
So why are the breezes of summer, dear | |
Enlaced with a grim design? | |
And where was the will of my father when | |
We raised our swords on high? | |
And where was my mother' s wailing when | |
Our flags were justified? | |
And where will we take our pleasures when | |
Our bodies have been denied? | |
For I am a wild and a lonely child | |
And the child of an angry man | |
Now with the high wars raging | |
I would offer you my hand | |
For we are the children of darkness | |
And the prey of a proud, proud land. |