歌曲 | In A Country Churchyard |
歌手 | Chris de Burgh |
专辑 | Much More Than This |
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作曲 : Chris De Burgh | |
作词 : DeBurgh | |
In a country churchyard there's a preacher with his people | |
Gathered all around to join a man and woman | |
Spring is here and turtledoves are singing from the steeple | |
Bees are in flowers growing in the graveyard | |
And over the hill, where the river meets the mills | |
A lovely girl is coming down | |
To give her hand upon her wedding day | |
Dressed in simple white and wearing flowers in her hair | |
Music as she walks slowly to the altar | |
And picking up his Bible then the preacher turns towards her | |
'Will you take this man to be your wedded husband, | |
To honor and love in the eyes of God above | |
Now let the people sing with me | |
These words to live forever in your heart... | |
Let your love shine on | |
For we are the stars in the sky | |
Let your love shine strong | |
Until the day you fly away | |
Many years have fallen on that golden country morning | |
The graveyard's overgrown, the church lies in ruins | |
Ivy on the walls and ravens wheeling round above me | |
As I made my way towards the last remaining headstone | |
I fell to my knees, read the lines beneath the leaves | |
And suddenly it seemed to me | |
I heard the words like singing in the trees... |
zuo qu : Chris De Burgh | |
zuo ci : DeBurgh | |
In a country churchyard there' s a preacher with his people | |
Gathered all around to join a man and woman | |
Spring is here and turtledoves are singing from the steeple | |
Bees are in flowers growing in the graveyard | |
And over the hill, where the river meets the mills | |
A lovely girl is coming down | |
To give her hand upon her wedding day | |
Dressed in simple white and wearing flowers in her hair | |
Music as she walks slowly to the altar | |
And picking up his Bible then the preacher turns towards her | |
' Will you take this man to be your wedded husband, | |
To honor and love in the eyes of God above | |
Now let the people sing with me | |
These words to live forever in your heart... | |
Let your love shine on | |
For we are the stars in the sky | |
Let your love shine strong | |
Until the day you fly away | |
Many years have fallen on that golden country morning | |
The graveyard' s overgrown, the church lies in ruins | |
Ivy on the walls and ravens wheeling round above me | |
As I made my way towards the last remaining headstone | |
I fell to my knees, read the lines beneath the leaves | |
And suddenly it seemed to me | |
I heard the words like singing in the trees... |
zuò qǔ : Chris De Burgh | |
zuò cí : DeBurgh | |
In a country churchyard there' s a preacher with his people | |
Gathered all around to join a man and woman | |
Spring is here and turtledoves are singing from the steeple | |
Bees are in flowers growing in the graveyard | |
And over the hill, where the river meets the mills | |
A lovely girl is coming down | |
To give her hand upon her wedding day | |
Dressed in simple white and wearing flowers in her hair | |
Music as she walks slowly to the altar | |
And picking up his Bible then the preacher turns towards her | |
' Will you take this man to be your wedded husband, | |
To honor and love in the eyes of God above | |
Now let the people sing with me | |
These words to live forever in your heart... | |
Let your love shine on | |
For we are the stars in the sky | |
Let your love shine strong | |
Until the day you fly away | |
Many years have fallen on that golden country morning | |
The graveyard' s overgrown, the church lies in ruins | |
Ivy on the walls and ravens wheeling round above me | |
As I made my way towards the last remaining headstone | |
I fell to my knees, read the lines beneath the leaves | |
And suddenly it seemed to me | |
I heard the words like singing in the trees... |