The Beauty of the Days Gone By 歌词

	作词 : Morrison
	When I recall just how it felt
	When I went walking down by the take
	My soul was free, my heart awake
	When I walked down into the town
	The mountain air was fresh and clear
	The sun was up behind the hill
	It felt so good to be alive
	On that morning in spring
	I want to sing this song for you
	I want to lift your spirits high
	And in my soul
	I want to feel
	The beauty of the days gone by
	The beauty of the days gone by
	It brings a longing to my soul
	To contemplate my own true self
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	The beauty of the days gone by
	The music that we used to play
	So, lift your glass and raise it high
	To the beauty of the days gone by
	I'll sing it from the mountain top
	Down to the valley down below
	Because my cup doth overflow
	With the beauty of the days gone by
	The mountain glen where we used to roam
	The gardens there by the railroad track
	Oh, my memory it does not lie
	Of the beauty of the days gone by
	The beauty of the days gone by
	It brings a longing to my soul
	To contemplate my own true self
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old

	zuo ci : Morrison
	When I recall just how it felt
	When I went walking down by the take
	My soul was free, my heart awake
	When I walked down into the town
	The mountain air was fresh and clear
	The sun was up behind the hill
	It felt so good to be alive
	On that morning in spring
	I want to sing this song for you
	I want to lift your spirits high
	And in my soul
	I want to feel
	The beauty of the days gone by
	The beauty of the days gone by
	It brings a longing to my soul
	To contemplate my own true self
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	The beauty of the days gone by
	The music that we used to play
	So, lift your glass and raise it high
	To the beauty of the days gone by
	I' ll sing it from the mountain top
	Down to the valley down below
	Because my cup doth overflow
	With the beauty of the days gone by
	The mountain glen where we used to roam
	The gardens there by the railroad track
	Oh, my memory it does not lie
	Of the beauty of the days gone by
	The beauty of the days gone by
	It brings a longing to my soul
	To contemplate my own true self
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old

	zuò cí : Morrison
	When I recall just how it felt
	When I went walking down by the take
	My soul was free, my heart awake
	When I walked down into the town
	The mountain air was fresh and clear
	The sun was up behind the hill
	It felt so good to be alive
	On that morning in spring
	I want to sing this song for you
	I want to lift your spirits high
	And in my soul
	I want to feel
	The beauty of the days gone by
	The beauty of the days gone by
	It brings a longing to my soul
	To contemplate my own true self
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	The beauty of the days gone by
	The music that we used to play
	So, lift your glass and raise it high
	To the beauty of the days gone by
	I' ll sing it from the mountain top
	Down to the valley down below
	Because my cup doth overflow
	With the beauty of the days gone by
	The mountain glen where we used to roam
	The gardens there by the railroad track
	Oh, my memory it does not lie
	Of the beauty of the days gone by
	The beauty of the days gone by
	It brings a longing to my soul
	To contemplate my own true self
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old
	And keep me young as
	I grow old

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