Song | Tony and Maria |
Artist | Los Lobos |
Album | Good Morning Aztlán |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hidalgo, Pérez | |
One hundred and fifty miles from Mexico to LA | |
Doesn't seem that far but still a world away | |
Went up to see her husband Tony | |
Who left some years ago | |
He wrote to say come be with me | |
I love and miss you so | |
And I promise that I'll care for you | |
Wrote Tony to his wife | |
Now and for the rest of my life | |
Tony washes dishes, Maria she sweeps floors | |
The dreams that they once had | |
Well they don't have them anymore | |
Instead she stares up at the ceiling | |
While most are fast asleep | |
She thinks about her babies | |
And prays the lord their souls to keep | |
We promised that we'd care for them | |
Said Tony to his wife | |
Now and for the rest of our lives | |
One time late at night while looking at the sky | |
They saw a shooting star burning silver and so bright | |
Said could this here be a sign | |
That it's time to go back home | |
'Cause even with you near me | |
I still feel all alone | |
We promised that we'd care for one another | |
Said his wife | |
Now and for the rest of our lives |
zuo ci : Hidalgo, Pe rez | |
One hundred and fifty miles from Mexico to LA | |
Doesn' t seem that far but still a world away | |
Went up to see her husband Tony | |
Who left some years ago | |
He wrote to say come be with me | |
I love and miss you so | |
And I promise that I' ll care for you | |
Wrote Tony to his wife | |
Now and for the rest of my life | |
Tony washes dishes, Maria she sweeps floors | |
The dreams that they once had | |
Well they don' t have them anymore | |
Instead she stares up at the ceiling | |
While most are fast asleep | |
She thinks about her babies | |
And prays the lord their souls to keep | |
We promised that we' d care for them | |
Said Tony to his wife | |
Now and for the rest of our lives | |
One time late at night while looking at the sky | |
They saw a shooting star burning silver and so bright | |
Said could this here be a sign | |
That it' s time to go back home | |
' Cause even with you near me | |
I still feel all alone | |
We promised that we' d care for one another | |
Said his wife | |
Now and for the rest of our lives |
zuò cí : Hidalgo, Pé rez | |
One hundred and fifty miles from Mexico to LA | |
Doesn' t seem that far but still a world away | |
Went up to see her husband Tony | |
Who left some years ago | |
He wrote to say come be with me | |
I love and miss you so | |
And I promise that I' ll care for you | |
Wrote Tony to his wife | |
Now and for the rest of my life | |
Tony washes dishes, Maria she sweeps floors | |
The dreams that they once had | |
Well they don' t have them anymore | |
Instead she stares up at the ceiling | |
While most are fast asleep | |
She thinks about her babies | |
And prays the lord their souls to keep | |
We promised that we' d care for them | |
Said Tony to his wife | |
Now and for the rest of our lives | |
One time late at night while looking at the sky | |
They saw a shooting star burning silver and so bright | |
Said could this here be a sign | |
That it' s time to go back home | |
' Cause even with you near me | |
I still feel all alone | |
We promised that we' d care for one another | |
Said his wife | |
Now and for the rest of our lives |