Song | Friendboats |
Artist | Mariee Sioux |
Album | Faces in the Rocks |
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作曲 : Sioux | |
Send some friendboats made from wood bones | |
For all that I have known has rowed away from this coast | |
And carve me a mask from the safety of their decks | |
And make me a dress from their masts | |
For I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water | |
So when I go, please when I am gone | |
When I go, please whem I am gone | |
Burn me with their bows | |
Toss some saving golden ropes to | |
Let us set anchor so far away from this coast | |
And close off this darkness with curtains of sails | |
And cast it forever into the chests of the whales | |
For I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water | |
So when I go, please when I am gone | |
When I go, please whem I am gone | |
Burn me with their bows |
zuo qu : Sioux | |
Send some friendboats made from wood bones | |
For all that I have known has rowed away from this coast | |
And carve me a mask from the safety of their decks | |
And make me a dress from their masts | |
For I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water | |
So when I go, please when I am gone | |
When I go, please whem I am gone | |
Burn me with their bows | |
Toss some saving golden ropes to | |
Let us set anchor so far away from this coast | |
And close off this darkness with curtains of sails | |
And cast it forever into the chests of the whales | |
For I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water | |
So when I go, please when I am gone | |
When I go, please whem I am gone | |
Burn me with their bows |
zuò qǔ : Sioux | |
Send some friendboats made from wood bones | |
For all that I have known has rowed away from this coast | |
And carve me a mask from the safety of their decks | |
And make me a dress from their masts | |
For I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water | |
So when I go, please when I am gone | |
When I go, please whem I am gone | |
Burn me with their bows | |
Toss some saving golden ropes to | |
Let us set anchor so far away from this coast | |
And close off this darkness with curtains of sails | |
And cast it forever into the chests of the whales | |
For I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water | |
No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water | |
So when I go, please when I am gone | |
When I go, please whem I am gone | |
Burn me with their bows |