Life's Mistress 歌词

	作词 : Cockburn
	She is passing in a warm breeze
	Bars of light that cross the floor
	One smoke-gray, curled, tiny feather
	Skips aside
	By her middle hang the keys
	Made to open any door
	Even the one that lets in the cold wind
	From outside
	She lives in a house of colour
	Guarded by cats three in number
	And one great dog of gentle manner
	In among the trees
	Silence
	Carries
	No apprehension here
	In the warm sun
	By the window sill
	I can just sit still
	And watch her go by...
	Queen of field and forest pathway
	Understands the speech of stones
	She weaves peace upon her loom
	Life's mistress

	zuo ci : Cockburn
	She is passing in a warm breeze
	Bars of light that cross the floor
	One smokegray, curled, tiny feather
	Skips aside
	By her middle hang the keys
	Made to open any door
	Even the one that lets in the cold wind
	From outside
	She lives in a house of colour
	Guarded by cats three in number
	And one great dog of gentle manner
	In among the trees
	Silence
	Carries
	No apprehension here
	In the warm sun
	By the window sill
	I can just sit still
	And watch her go by...
	Queen of field and forest pathway
	Understands the speech of stones
	She weaves peace upon her loom
	Life' s mistress

	zuò cí : Cockburn
	She is passing in a warm breeze
	Bars of light that cross the floor
	One smokegray, curled, tiny feather
	Skips aside
	By her middle hang the keys
	Made to open any door
	Even the one that lets in the cold wind
	From outside
	She lives in a house of colour
	Guarded by cats three in number
	And one great dog of gentle manner
	In among the trees
	Silence
	Carries
	No apprehension here
	In the warm sun
	By the window sill
	I can just sit still
	And watch her go by...
	Queen of field and forest pathway
	Understands the speech of stones
	She weaves peace upon her loom
	Life' s mistress

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