Tasting History 歌词

	作词 : Juber, Stewart
	Stephanie's father came her from Alsace
	He bought a big Victorian house
	Filled with coloured glass
	He kept his old wine bottles
	In a cellar down below
	On Friday night he takes them out
	And stands them in a row
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	Those perfume-laden liquids
	Whatever they might be
	He dispensed then like a chemist
	From the sixteenth century
	Then leaned back in his armchair
	With understated glee
	While we tripped over our tongues
	To trace their ancestry
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	And all through the night
	In glass filtered light, tasting history
	Stephanie went to Egypt
	To an excavation site
	And works beneath the Pharaoh's moon
	Deep into the night
	Her dad still opens Chambertin
	As the candle burns away
	It was the favorite of Napoleon
	That's what he liked to say
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	And all through the night
	In glass filtered light, tasting history

	zuo ci : Juber, Stewart
	Stephanie' s father came her from Alsace
	He bought a big Victorian house
	Filled with coloured glass
	He kept his old wine bottles
	In a cellar down below
	On Friday night he takes them out
	And stands them in a row
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	Those perfumeladen liquids
	Whatever they might be
	He dispensed then like a chemist
	From the sixteenth century
	Then leaned back in his armchair
	With understated glee
	While we tripped over our tongues
	To trace their ancestry
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	And all through the night
	In glass filtered light, tasting history
	Stephanie went to Egypt
	To an excavation site
	And works beneath the Pharaoh' s moon
	Deep into the night
	Her dad still opens Chambertin
	As the candle burns away
	It was the favorite of Napoleon
	That' s what he liked to say
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	And all through the night
	In glass filtered light, tasting history

	zuò cí : Juber, Stewart
	Stephanie' s father came her from Alsace
	He bought a big Victorian house
	Filled with coloured glass
	He kept his old wine bottles
	In a cellar down below
	On Friday night he takes them out
	And stands them in a row
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	Those perfumeladen liquids
	Whatever they might be
	He dispensed then like a chemist
	From the sixteenth century
	Then leaned back in his armchair
	With understated glee
	While we tripped over our tongues
	To trace their ancestry
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	And all through the night
	In glass filtered light, tasting history
	Stephanie went to Egypt
	To an excavation site
	And works beneath the Pharaoh' s moon
	Deep into the night
	Her dad still opens Chambertin
	As the candle burns away
	It was the favorite of Napoleon
	That' s what he liked to say
	And all that he said
	All of us there were tasting history
	And all through the night
	In glass filtered light, tasting history

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