歌曲 | Celebration Day |
歌手 | Led Zeppelin |
专辑 | Farmhouse Blues |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jones, Page, Plant | |
Her face is cracked from smiling, | |
All the fears that she's been hiding, | |
And it seems pretty soon ev'rybody's gonna know. | |
And her voice is sore from shouting, | |
Cheering winners who are losing, | |
And she worries if their days are few | |
And soon they'll have to go. | |
My, my, my, I'm so happy, | |
I'm gonna join the band, | |
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration, | |
We are in the promised land. | |
She hears them talk of new ways | |
To protect the home she lives in, | |
Then she wonders what it's all about | |
When they break down the door. | |
Her name is Brown or White or Black, | |
You know her very well, | |
You hear her cries of mercy | |
As the winners toll the bell. | |
My, my, my, I'm so happy, | |
I'm gonna join the band, | |
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration, | |
We are in the promised land. | |
There is a train that leaves the station | |
Heading for your destination, | |
But the price you pay has increased a dollar more. | |
Yes, it has! | |
And if you walk you're gonna get there | |
Tho' it takes a little longer, | |
And when you see it in the distance | |
You will wring your hands and moan. |
zuo ci : Jones, Page, Plant | |
Her face is cracked from smiling, | |
All the fears that she' s been hiding, | |
And it seems pretty soon ev' rybody' s gonna know. | |
And her voice is sore from shouting, | |
Cheering winners who are losing, | |
And she worries if their days are few | |
And soon they' ll have to go. | |
My, my, my, I' m so happy, | |
I' m gonna join the band, | |
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration, | |
We are in the promised land. | |
She hears them talk of new ways | |
To protect the home she lives in, | |
Then she wonders what it' s all about | |
When they break down the door. | |
Her name is Brown or White or Black, | |
You know her very well, | |
You hear her cries of mercy | |
As the winners toll the bell. | |
My, my, my, I' m so happy, | |
I' m gonna join the band, | |
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration, | |
We are in the promised land. | |
There is a train that leaves the station | |
Heading for your destination, | |
But the price you pay has increased a dollar more. | |
Yes, it has! | |
And if you walk you' re gonna get there | |
Tho' it takes a little longer, | |
And when you see it in the distance | |
You will wring your hands and moan. |
zuò cí : Jones, Page, Plant | |
Her face is cracked from smiling, | |
All the fears that she' s been hiding, | |
And it seems pretty soon ev' rybody' s gonna know. | |
And her voice is sore from shouting, | |
Cheering winners who are losing, | |
And she worries if their days are few | |
And soon they' ll have to go. | |
My, my, my, I' m so happy, | |
I' m gonna join the band, | |
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration, | |
We are in the promised land. | |
She hears them talk of new ways | |
To protect the home she lives in, | |
Then she wonders what it' s all about | |
When they break down the door. | |
Her name is Brown or White or Black, | |
You know her very well, | |
You hear her cries of mercy | |
As the winners toll the bell. | |
My, my, my, I' m so happy, | |
I' m gonna join the band, | |
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration, | |
We are in the promised land. | |
There is a train that leaves the station | |
Heading for your destination, | |
But the price you pay has increased a dollar more. | |
Yes, it has! | |
And if you walk you' re gonna get there | |
Tho' it takes a little longer, | |
And when you see it in the distance | |
You will wring your hands and moan. |