歌曲 | Sailing to Australia |
歌手 | Dougie MacLean |
专辑 | Early |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dougie MacLean | |
作词 : Dougie MacLean | |
Now that the storm has broken now as the winds blow cold | |
There's nothing here but trouble and fear to make man grow old | |
Now as our reasons are fading now as the walls tumble down | |
With nothing to hide but hunger and pride | |
Won't make a man look round | |
So I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving | |
For fortunes sweet pleasures to find | |
I'm sailing out to Australia, Australia | |
Now that our dreams are illusions now that our future has gone | |
We've nothing more to hold or lay o'er to help a man hold on | |
And now that our hearts lie so heavy now as our heads hang so low | |
There's nothing here to catch or come clear | |
To help a man say no | |
They say there's gold and there's silver they say a man can come clean | |
Just stake out some land and just reach out his hand and touch that new world dream | |
They say it's warm and it's pleasing out in the New South Wales sun | |
So I must go from this cold Highland snow | |
Now that the hard times have come |
zuo qu : Dougie MacLean | |
zuo ci : Dougie MacLean | |
Now that the storm has broken now as the winds blow cold | |
There' s nothing here but trouble and fear to make man grow old | |
Now as our reasons are fading now as the walls tumble down | |
With nothing to hide but hunger and pride | |
Won' t make a man look round | |
So I' m leaving, yes I' m leaving | |
For fortunes sweet pleasures to find | |
I' m sailing out to Australia, Australia | |
Now that our dreams are illusions now that our future has gone | |
We' ve nothing more to hold or lay o' er to help a man hold on | |
And now that our hearts lie so heavy now as our heads hang so low | |
There' s nothing here to catch or come clear | |
To help a man say no | |
They say there' s gold and there' s silver they say a man can come clean | |
Just stake out some land and just reach out his hand and touch that new world dream | |
They say it' s warm and it' s pleasing out in the New South Wales sun | |
So I must go from this cold Highland snow | |
Now that the hard times have come |
zuò qǔ : Dougie MacLean | |
zuò cí : Dougie MacLean | |
Now that the storm has broken now as the winds blow cold | |
There' s nothing here but trouble and fear to make man grow old | |
Now as our reasons are fading now as the walls tumble down | |
With nothing to hide but hunger and pride | |
Won' t make a man look round | |
So I' m leaving, yes I' m leaving | |
For fortunes sweet pleasures to find | |
I' m sailing out to Australia, Australia | |
Now that our dreams are illusions now that our future has gone | |
We' ve nothing more to hold or lay o' er to help a man hold on | |
And now that our hearts lie so heavy now as our heads hang so low | |
There' s nothing here to catch or come clear | |
To help a man say no | |
They say there' s gold and there' s silver they say a man can come clean | |
Just stake out some land and just reach out his hand and touch that new world dream | |
They say it' s warm and it' s pleasing out in the New South Wales sun | |
So I must go from this cold Highland snow | |
Now that the hard times have come |