歌曲 | Rain Barrel |
歌手 | Al Stewart |
专辑 | A Beach Full Of Shells |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Stewart | |
I'm hiding in a rain barrel inside these consul walls | |
This shaft of light is so narrow I can't see much at all | |
Outside I hear the feet running | |
And voices all around | |
Footsoldiers with their guns coming | |
I can't make a sound | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
My life could still be saved | |
I might live to see a time | |
When all these roads are paved | |
But if they break inside these walls | |
You won't see me again | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
Somewhere, my story will be heard | |
I'm living in a strange country, it's so hard to find | |
It's not on any map, you carry it in your heart and mind | |
Outside I hear the ground shaking up from underneath | |
It's only when the empire's breaking | |
That you see their teeth | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
My life could still be saved | |
I might live to see a time | |
When all these roads are paved | |
But if they break inside these walls | |
You won't see me again | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
Somewhere, my story will be heard | |
I'm hiding in a rain barrel with one small patch of sky | |
Don't think I'm going to see tomorrow | |
Going to bid this world good-bye. |
zuo ci : Stewart | |
I' m hiding in a rain barrel inside these consul walls | |
This shaft of light is so narrow I can' t see much at all | |
Outside I hear the feet running | |
And voices all around | |
Footsoldiers with their guns coming | |
I can' t make a sound | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
My life could still be saved | |
I might live to see a time | |
When all these roads are paved | |
But if they break inside these walls | |
You won' t see me again | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
Somewhere, my story will be heard | |
I' m living in a strange country, it' s so hard to find | |
It' s not on any map, you carry it in your heart and mind | |
Outside I hear the ground shaking up from underneath | |
It' s only when the empire' s breaking | |
That you see their teeth | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
My life could still be saved | |
I might live to see a time | |
When all these roads are paved | |
But if they break inside these walls | |
You won' t see me again | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
Somewhere, my story will be heard | |
I' m hiding in a rain barrel with one small patch of sky | |
Don' t think I' m going to see tomorrow | |
Going to bid this world goodbye. |
zuò cí : Stewart | |
I' m hiding in a rain barrel inside these consul walls | |
This shaft of light is so narrow I can' t see much at all | |
Outside I hear the feet running | |
And voices all around | |
Footsoldiers with their guns coming | |
I can' t make a sound | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
My life could still be saved | |
I might live to see a time | |
When all these roads are paved | |
But if they break inside these walls | |
You won' t see me again | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
Somewhere, my story will be heard | |
I' m living in a strange country, it' s so hard to find | |
It' s not on any map, you carry it in your heart and mind | |
Outside I hear the ground shaking up from underneath | |
It' s only when the empire' s breaking | |
That you see their teeth | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
My life could still be saved | |
I might live to see a time | |
When all these roads are paved | |
But if they break inside these walls | |
You won' t see me again | |
But if Mr. Williams keeps his word | |
Somewhere, my story will be heard | |
I' m hiding in a rain barrel with one small patch of sky | |
Don' t think I' m going to see tomorrow | |
Going to bid this world goodbye. |