歌曲 | Pabay Mor |
歌手 | Dougie MacLean |
专辑 | Who Am I |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dougie MacLean | |
作词 : Dougie MacLean | |
When first he rounded Pabay Mor and met the mountian waves alone | |
Ther was fear til there was fear no more | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
He learned her gentle he learned her strong til he could feel her every heaving breath | |
And he knew that he could do no wrong | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
On the shoulders of the ocean on the bare back of the sea | |
Held in her eternal motion someone to carry me | |
Well the tide rolls dark round Gallen Head and the wind has nowhere left to turn | |
And the broken rocks the sea will bleed | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
And there she sleeps and there she roars and in a moment surging foul becomes | |
It's a force to steal the sailor's life | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
When first he left the west Loch Roag in gentle calm and suset fill | |
With wandered eyes he dreamed so still | |
Wild Atlantic son |
zuo qu : Dougie MacLean | |
zuo ci : Dougie MacLean | |
When first he rounded Pabay Mor and met the mountian waves alone | |
Ther was fear til there was fear no more | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
He learned her gentle he learned her strong til he could feel her every heaving breath | |
And he knew that he could do no wrong | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
On the shoulders of the ocean on the bare back of the sea | |
Held in her eternal motion someone to carry me | |
Well the tide rolls dark round Gallen Head and the wind has nowhere left to turn | |
And the broken rocks the sea will bleed | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
And there she sleeps and there she roars and in a moment surging foul becomes | |
It' s a force to steal the sailor' s life | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
When first he left the west Loch Roag in gentle calm and suset fill | |
With wandered eyes he dreamed so still | |
Wild Atlantic son |
zuò qǔ : Dougie MacLean | |
zuò cí : Dougie MacLean | |
When first he rounded Pabay Mor and met the mountian waves alone | |
Ther was fear til there was fear no more | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
He learned her gentle he learned her strong til he could feel her every heaving breath | |
And he knew that he could do no wrong | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
On the shoulders of the ocean on the bare back of the sea | |
Held in her eternal motion someone to carry me | |
Well the tide rolls dark round Gallen Head and the wind has nowhere left to turn | |
And the broken rocks the sea will bleed | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
And there she sleeps and there she roars and in a moment surging foul becomes | |
It' s a force to steal the sailor' s life | |
Wild Atlantic son | |
When first he left the west Loch Roag in gentle calm and suset fill | |
With wandered eyes he dreamed so still | |
Wild Atlantic son |