Woman Be My Country 歌词
| 歌曲 | Woman Be My Country |
| 歌手 | Johnny Clegg & Savuka |
| 专辑 | Cruel Crazy Beautiful World |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Clegg | |
| Here we stand on the edge of the day | |
| Faces melting in the african rain | |
| So many seasons of silent war | |
| So many drowned before they reached the shore | |
| Nothing is clear to me any more in this sad and strange landscape | |
| I've got no defense, i've got no attack | |
| I can't leave, i can't stay and i've got no way back | |
| Hard to deal with the way things have been | |
| I can't lie but the truth is so extreme | |
| Chorus: | |
| Woman be my country, 'till my country can be mine | |
| Hide me deep inside your borders in these dark and troubled times | |
| Remember me my innocence before i drowned in the sea of lies | |
| Woman be my country, 'till my country can be mine | |
| Too many seasons of quiet rage | |
| Too many young people just wasted away | |
| Too many futures hanging in the balance | |
| Too much owing nothing left to pay | |
| A lonely flag flutters in the breeze | |
| For the hardened hearts who still want to believe | |
| Am i the witness or am i the crime | |
| A victim of history or just a sign of the times | |
| Across my heart questions and shadows still fly | |
| But in the dead of the night i know where the answer lies | |
| Chorus: | |
| Woman be my country, 'till my country can be mine | |
| I have no flag, i sing no anthem, i no longer carry an armalite | |
| Bathe me in you sweet rivers, anoint me with your touch and your smile | |
| To your colours i give my allegiance, i lay it on the line | |
| Ngikhathele ngifile wena weqat' izwe | |
| (i am dead tired of you who causes friction in the land) | |
| Ngikhathele ngifile zindaba zakho | |
| (i am dead tired of you, and your matters) | |
| Yash' imizi yobada | |
| (the homes of my fathers are burning) | |
| Chorus |
| zuo qu : Clegg | |
| Here we stand on the edge of the day | |
| Faces melting in the african rain | |
| So many seasons of silent war | |
| So many drowned before they reached the shore | |
| Nothing is clear to me any more in this sad and strange landscape | |
| I' ve got no defense, i' ve got no attack | |
| I can' t leave, i can' t stay and i' ve got no way back | |
| Hard to deal with the way things have been | |
| I can' t lie but the truth is so extreme | |
| Chorus: | |
| Woman be my country, ' till my country can be mine | |
| Hide me deep inside your borders in these dark and troubled times | |
| Remember me my innocence before i drowned in the sea of lies | |
| Woman be my country, ' till my country can be mine | |
| Too many seasons of quiet rage | |
| Too many young people just wasted away | |
| Too many futures hanging in the balance | |
| Too much owing nothing left to pay | |
| A lonely flag flutters in the breeze | |
| For the hardened hearts who still want to believe | |
| Am i the witness or am i the crime | |
| A victim of history or just a sign of the times | |
| Across my heart questions and shadows still fly | |
| But in the dead of the night i know where the answer lies | |
| Chorus: | |
| Woman be my country, ' till my country can be mine | |
| I have no flag, i sing no anthem, i no longer carry an armalite | |
| Bathe me in you sweet rivers, anoint me with your touch and your smile | |
| To your colours i give my allegiance, i lay it on the line | |
| Ngikhathele ngifile wena weqat' izwe | |
| i am dead tired of you who causes friction in the land | |
| Ngikhathele ngifile zindaba zakho | |
| i am dead tired of you, and your matters | |
| Yash' imizi yobada | |
| the homes of my fathers are burning | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Clegg | |
| Here we stand on the edge of the day | |
| Faces melting in the african rain | |
| So many seasons of silent war | |
| So many drowned before they reached the shore | |
| Nothing is clear to me any more in this sad and strange landscape | |
| I' ve got no defense, i' ve got no attack | |
| I can' t leave, i can' t stay and i' ve got no way back | |
| Hard to deal with the way things have been | |
| I can' t lie but the truth is so extreme | |
| Chorus: | |
| Woman be my country, ' till my country can be mine | |
| Hide me deep inside your borders in these dark and troubled times | |
| Remember me my innocence before i drowned in the sea of lies | |
| Woman be my country, ' till my country can be mine | |
| Too many seasons of quiet rage | |
| Too many young people just wasted away | |
| Too many futures hanging in the balance | |
| Too much owing nothing left to pay | |
| A lonely flag flutters in the breeze | |
| For the hardened hearts who still want to believe | |
| Am i the witness or am i the crime | |
| A victim of history or just a sign of the times | |
| Across my heart questions and shadows still fly | |
| But in the dead of the night i know where the answer lies | |
| Chorus: | |
| Woman be my country, ' till my country can be mine | |
| I have no flag, i sing no anthem, i no longer carry an armalite | |
| Bathe me in you sweet rivers, anoint me with your touch and your smile | |
| To your colours i give my allegiance, i lay it on the line | |
| Ngikhathele ngifile wena weqat' izwe | |
| i am dead tired of you who causes friction in the land | |
| Ngikhathele ngifile zindaba zakho | |
| i am dead tired of you, and your matters | |
| Yash' imizi yobada | |
| the homes of my fathers are burning | |
| Chorus |
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