歌曲 | Beastly Beauty |
歌手 | hitRECord |
专辑 | HITRECORD ON TV: Music from Season 1 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
A long time ago, in a story so old | |
There was a beauty and and a beast, or so I've been told | |
They were these two strangers, two lonely souls | |
But it's not what you think, no, here's how it goes: | |
Lets start with the Beast, he was ugly and scary | |
Pathetic and poor, and horribly hairy | |
The outside was rough, but once he smiled | |
You could see that he had a heart of gold inside | |
The Beast loved a Beauty, this pretty little thing | |
She was the fairest of them all, and she could dance and sing | |
But unlike the beast whose love shined the best | |
She loved herself, never cared for the rest | |
La Belle et la bête (the beauty and the beast) | |
Quelle tragédie (what a tragedy) | |
Elle est comme le jour (she is like the day) | |
Il est comme la nuit (he is like the night) | |
Il est amoureux (he is in love) | |
Elle ne se soucie pas (she doesn't care) | |
Vont-ils mourir tout seule? (Will they die alone?) | |
On verra (We'll see) | |
One day the beast found the Beauty \"Perfection\" | |
Sitting by the lake (making love to her reflection) | |
The Beast then decided that it was the time | |
To tell the pretty Beauty of his feelings inside | |
He stepped out from the shades with a flower in hand | |
Said bravely: \"My lady, the fairest in this land, | |
I might not be a prince, but my heart beats for you!\" | |
Oh the Beauty just laughed, so cold, so cruel | |
\"You smelly old fat hairy pig\ |
A long time ago, in a story so old | |
There was a beauty and and a beast, or so I' ve been told | |
They were these two strangers, two lonely souls | |
But it' s not what you think, no, here' s how it goes: | |
Lets start with the Beast, he was ugly and scary | |
Pathetic and poor, and horribly hairy | |
The outside was rough, but once he smiled | |
You could see that he had a heart of gold inside | |
The Beast loved a Beauty, this pretty little thing | |
She was the fairest of them all, and she could dance and sing | |
But unlike the beast whose love shined the best | |
She loved herself, never cared for the rest | |
La Belle et la b te the beauty and the beast | |
Quelle trage die what a tragedy | |
Elle est comme le jour she is like the day | |
Il est comme la nuit he is like the night | |
Il est amoureux he is in love | |
Elle ne se soucie pas she doesn' t care | |
Vontils mourir tout seule? Will they die alone? | |
On verra We' ll see | |
One day the beast found the Beauty " Perfection" | |
Sitting by the lake making love to her reflection | |
The Beast then decided that it was the time | |
To tell the pretty Beauty of his feelings inside | |
He stepped out from the shades with a flower in hand | |
Said bravely: " My lady, the fairest in this land, | |
I might not be a prince, but my heart beats for you!" | |
Oh the Beauty just laughed, so cold, so cruel | |
" You smelly old fat hairy pig |
A long time ago, in a story so old | |
There was a beauty and and a beast, or so I' ve been told | |
They were these two strangers, two lonely souls | |
But it' s not what you think, no, here' s how it goes: | |
Lets start with the Beast, he was ugly and scary | |
Pathetic and poor, and horribly hairy | |
The outside was rough, but once he smiled | |
You could see that he had a heart of gold inside | |
The Beast loved a Beauty, this pretty little thing | |
She was the fairest of them all, and she could dance and sing | |
But unlike the beast whose love shined the best | |
She loved herself, never cared for the rest | |
La Belle et la b te the beauty and the beast | |
Quelle tragé die what a tragedy | |
Elle est comme le jour she is like the day | |
Il est comme la nuit he is like the night | |
Il est amoureux he is in love | |
Elle ne se soucie pas she doesn' t care | |
Vontils mourir tout seule? Will they die alone? | |
On verra We' ll see | |
One day the beast found the Beauty " Perfection" | |
Sitting by the lake making love to her reflection | |
The Beast then decided that it was the time | |
To tell the pretty Beauty of his feelings inside | |
He stepped out from the shades with a flower in hand | |
Said bravely: " My lady, the fairest in this land, | |
I might not be a prince, but my heart beats for you!" | |
Oh the Beauty just laughed, so cold, so cruel | |
" You smelly old fat hairy pig |