歌曲 | London London |
歌手 | Caetano Veloso |
专辑 | Bicho Baile Show |
I'm wandering round and round, nowhere to go | |
I'm lonely in London, London is lovely so | |
I cross the streets without fear | |
Everybody keeps the way clear | |
I know, I know no one here to say hello | |
I know they keep the way clear | |
I am lonely in London without fear | |
I'm wandering round and round, nowhere to go | |
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Oh Sunday, Monday, Autumn pass by me | |
And people hurry on so peacefully | |
A group approaches a policeman | |
He seems so pleased to please them | |
It's good, at least, to live and I agree | |
He seems so pleased, at least | |
And it's so good to live in peace | |
And Sunday, Monday, years, and I agree | |
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
While my eyes gi looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
I choose no face to look at, choose no way | |
I just happen to be here, and it's ok | |
Green grass, blue eyes, grey sky | |
God bless silent pain and happiness | |
I came around to say yes, and I say | |
Green grass, blue eyes, grey sky | |
God bless silent pain and happiness | |
I came around to say yes, and I say | |
But my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Whow, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Oh, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Whow, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Oh, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Whow, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky . . . |
I' m wandering round and round, nowhere to go | |
I' m lonely in London, London is lovely so | |
I cross the streets without fear | |
Everybody keeps the way clear | |
I know, I know no one here to say hello | |
I know they keep the way clear | |
I am lonely in London without fear | |
I' m wandering round and round, nowhere to go | |
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Oh Sunday, Monday, Autumn pass by me | |
And people hurry on so peacefully | |
A group approaches a policeman | |
He seems so pleased to please them | |
It' s good, at least, to live and I agree | |
He seems so pleased, at least | |
And it' s so good to live in peace | |
And Sunday, Monday, years, and I agree | |
While my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
While my eyes gi looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
I choose no face to look at, choose no way | |
I just happen to be here, and it' s ok | |
Green grass, blue eyes, grey sky | |
God bless silent pain and happiness | |
I came around to say yes, and I say | |
Green grass, blue eyes, grey sky | |
God bless silent pain and happiness | |
I came around to say yes, and I say | |
But my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Whow, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Oh, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Whow, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Oh, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Whow, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky | |
Yes, my eyes go looking for flying saucers in the sky . . . |