Song | Howl (Live) |
Artist | Florence + The Machine |
Album | Live At the Wiltern |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Welch (Epworth) |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Welch (Epworth) |
[00:38.29] | If you could only see the beast you've made of me |
[00:43.67] | I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free |
[00:47.42] | Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart |
[00:51.23] | drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart |
[00:55.17] | My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in |
[00:59.22] | You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl |
[01:02.79] | My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in |
[01:06.98] | You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to |
[01:10.42] | Howl, howl |
[01:17.48] | Howl, howl |
[01:25.59] | Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack |
[01:29.29] | My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out |
[01:32.99] | The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound |
[01:37.01] | I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground |
[01:40.79] | like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins |
[01:47.30] | I want to find you tear out all your tenderness |
[01:53.75] | |
[01:55.40] | And howl, howl |
[02:02.35] | Howl, howl |
[02:10.49] | Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers |
[02:18.01] | Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters |
[02:25.77] | Hunters, hunters, hunters |
[02:31.25] | Hunters, hunters, hunters |
[02:41.18] | The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress |
[02:44.27] | Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest |
[02:48.17] | The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound |
[02:51.79] | I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'd ground |
[03:01.91] | And howl |
[03:07.94] | |
[03:10.02] | Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers |
[03:17.27] | Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters |
[03:30.32] | hunters |
[03:54.10] | A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night |
[04:01.27] | May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright |
[04:08.92] | If you could only see the beast you've made of me |
[04:12.37] | I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free |
[04:16.47] | The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound |
[04:19.89] | I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground |
[04:31.87] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Welch Epworth |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Welch Epworth |
[00:38.29] | If you could only see the beast you' ve made of me |
[00:43.67] | I held it in but now it seems you' ve set it running free |
[00:47.42] | Screaming in the dark, I howl when we' re apart |
[00:51.23] | drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart |
[00:55.17] | My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in |
[00:59.22] | You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl |
[01:02.79] | My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in |
[01:06.98] | You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to |
[01:10.42] | Howl, howl |
[01:17.48] | Howl, howl |
[01:25.59] | Now there' s no holding back, I' m making to attack |
[01:29.29] | My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out |
[01:32.99] | The saints can' t help me now, the ropes have been unbound |
[01:37.01] | I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow' d ground |
[01:40.79] | like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins |
[01:47.30] | I want to find you tear out all your tenderness |
[01:53.75] | |
[01:55.40] | And howl, howl |
[02:02.35] | Howl, howl |
[02:10.49] | Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers |
[02:18.01] | Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters |
[02:25.77] | Hunters, hunters, hunters |
[02:31.25] | Hunters, hunters, hunters |
[02:41.18] | The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress |
[02:44.27] | Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest |
[02:48.17] | The saints can' t help me now, the ropes have been unbound |
[02:51.79] | I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow' d ground |
[03:01.91] | And howl |
[03:07.94] | |
[03:10.02] | Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers |
[03:17.27] | Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters |
[03:30.32] | hunters |
[03:54.10] | A man who' s pure of heart and says his prayers by night |
[04:01.27] | May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright |
[04:08.92] | If you could only see the beast you' ve made of me |
[04:12.37] | I held it in but now it seems you' ve set it running free |
[04:16.47] | The saints can' t help me now, the ropes have been unbound |
[04:19.89] | I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow' d ground |
[04:31.87] |