歌曲 | Cuernavaca |
歌手 | Hailey, It Happens |
专辑 | Under the Brilliant Lights |
[00:12.91] | She slipped through my fingers |
[00:16.18] | With the sway of a tango dancer, |
[00:24.20] | Under the brilliant lights of the bay |
[00:33.82] | |
[00:34.29] | And it left me in such a state |
[00:37.98] | To watch all those ships depart, |
[00:45.35] | While we both put our swords away |
[00:52.49] | |
[01:01.56] | Oh~ |
[01:07.77] | I lowered this city to its grave, |
[01:12.81] | Oh~ |
[01:18.39] | So that heaven could see me now |
[01:22.91] | |
[01:23.85] | I kicked my legs, just off the docks, |
[01:30.30] | Whistling through the fuzzy haze |
[01:34.81] | On that blackened Chicago day |
[01:40.35] | |
[01:45.23] | With my lungs long past spent, |
[01:48.38] | I'd challenge even the fiercest wind, |
[01:53.99] | Like a thief on his knees, praying for a getaway |
[02:06.70] | Oh~ |
[02:13.50] | I lowered this city to its grave, |
[02:17.87] | Oh~ |
[02:23.89] | So that heaven could see me now |
[02:29.88] | And everybody knows |
[02:35.11] | That I've been growing old |
[02:40.28] | Say “bon voyage” with a wave |
[02:50.63] | And everybody knows, |
[02:53.50] | That I've been growing old |
[02:56.65] | Say “bon voyage” with a wave |
[03:01.34] | And everybody knows, |
[03:04.44] | That I've been growing old |
[03:07.66] | I lowered this city to its grave |
[03:14.75] | Oh~ |
[03:21.19] | I lowered this city to its grave, |
[03:26.30] | Oh~ |
[03:32.10] | So that heaven could see me now |
[03:37.26] | Oh~ |
[03:43.74] | see me |
[00:12.91] | She slipped through my fingers |
[00:16.18] | With the sway of a tango dancer, |
[00:24.20] | Under the brilliant lights of the bay |
[00:33.82] | |
[00:34.29] | And it left me in such a state |
[00:37.98] | To watch all those ships depart, |
[00:45.35] | While we both put our swords away |
[00:52.49] | |
[01:01.56] | Oh |
[01:07.77] | I lowered this city to its grave, |
[01:12.81] | Oh |
[01:18.39] | So that heaven could see me now |
[01:22.91] | |
[01:23.85] | I kicked my legs, just off the docks, |
[01:30.30] | Whistling through the fuzzy haze |
[01:34.81] | On that blackened Chicago day |
[01:40.35] | |
[01:45.23] | With my lungs long past spent, |
[01:48.38] | I' d challenge even the fiercest wind, |
[01:53.99] | Like a thief on his knees, praying for a getaway |
[02:06.70] | Oh |
[02:13.50] | I lowered this city to its grave, |
[02:17.87] | Oh |
[02:23.89] | So that heaven could see me now |
[02:29.88] | And everybody knows |
[02:35.11] | That I' ve been growing old |
[02:40.28] | Say " bon voyage" with a wave |
[02:50.63] | And everybody knows, |
[02:53.50] | That I' ve been growing old |
[02:56.65] | Say " bon voyage" with a wave |
[03:01.34] | And everybody knows, |
[03:04.44] | That I' ve been growing old |
[03:07.66] | I lowered this city to its grave |
[03:14.75] | Oh |
[03:21.19] | I lowered this city to its grave, |
[03:26.30] | Oh |
[03:32.10] | So that heaven could see me now |
[03:37.26] | Oh |
[03:43.74] | see me |