Pale Song 歌词
| 歌曲 | Pale Song |
| 歌手 | Klimt 1918 |
| 专辑 | Undressed Momento |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Klimt 1918 | |
| 作词 : Klimt 1918 | |
| Giddy stars, Legends tell | |
| Ceasing their hymns | |
| Falastin attends you now | |
| Israfel is your name | |
| So legends guess | |
| Despisest all pale song | |
| No one sings so wildly well | |
| As angel that trods skies | |
| And red loving moon | |
| We move: | |
| And they say | |
| He fades in our eyes | |
| We sing now | |
| Of freedom and rain | |
| But she is gone | |
| Brown eyes can't rain no more | |
| Just marble skin | |
| Where sun grew up us | |
| In Heaven, a spirit dwell | |
| Whose heart-strings are a lute | |
| Her lyre was, a little gun | |
| It sang like freedom calls | |
| I touch the mud | |
| So sweet | |
| So warm | |
| It's inside me | |
| I touch the mud | |
| You see | |
| So warm | |
| It's inside me | |
| We touch our mud | |
| A dream | |
| Our will | |
| It's a grave in filth | |
| I touch the mud | |
| Your eyes | |
| Your hand | |
| It's inside you | |
| No one sings so hardly well | |
| As poor man that loose | |
| Love and red loving fear | |
| As soldier that | |
| Swim in the fields of bodies | |
| He holds a lyre of doom | |
| The doom of earth & wish | |
| The wish Israphe |
| zuo qu : Klimt 1918 | |
| zuo ci : Klimt 1918 | |
| Giddy stars, Legends tell | |
| Ceasing their hymns | |
| Falastin attends you now | |
| Israfel is your name | |
| So legends guess | |
| Despisest all pale song | |
| No one sings so wildly well | |
| As angel that trods skies | |
| And red loving moon | |
| We move: | |
| And they say | |
| He fades in our eyes | |
| We sing now | |
| Of freedom and rain | |
| But she is gone | |
| Brown eyes can' t rain no more | |
| Just marble skin | |
| Where sun grew up us | |
| In Heaven, a spirit dwell | |
| Whose heartstrings are a lute | |
| Her lyre was, a little gun | |
| It sang like freedom calls | |
| I touch the mud | |
| So sweet | |
| So warm | |
| It' s inside me | |
| I touch the mud | |
| You see | |
| So warm | |
| It' s inside me | |
| We touch our mud | |
| A dream | |
| Our will | |
| It' s a grave in filth | |
| I touch the mud | |
| Your eyes | |
| Your hand | |
| It' s inside you | |
| No one sings so hardly well | |
| As poor man that loose | |
| Love and red loving fear | |
| As soldier that | |
| Swim in the fields of bodies | |
| He holds a lyre of doom | |
| The doom of earth wish | |
| The wish Israphe |
| zuò qǔ : Klimt 1918 | |
| zuò cí : Klimt 1918 | |
| Giddy stars, Legends tell | |
| Ceasing their hymns | |
| Falastin attends you now | |
| Israfel is your name | |
| So legends guess | |
| Despisest all pale song | |
| No one sings so wildly well | |
| As angel that trods skies | |
| And red loving moon | |
| We move: | |
| And they say | |
| He fades in our eyes | |
| We sing now | |
| Of freedom and rain | |
| But she is gone | |
| Brown eyes can' t rain no more | |
| Just marble skin | |
| Where sun grew up us | |
| In Heaven, a spirit dwell | |
| Whose heartstrings are a lute | |
| Her lyre was, a little gun | |
| It sang like freedom calls | |
| I touch the mud | |
| So sweet | |
| So warm | |
| It' s inside me | |
| I touch the mud | |
| You see | |
| So warm | |
| It' s inside me | |
| We touch our mud | |
| A dream | |
| Our will | |
| It' s a grave in filth | |
| I touch the mud | |
| Your eyes | |
| Your hand | |
| It' s inside you | |
| No one sings so hardly well | |
| As poor man that loose | |
| Love and red loving fear | |
| As soldier that | |
| Swim in the fields of bodies | |
| He holds a lyre of doom | |
| The doom of earth wish | |
| The wish Israphe |
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