Song | Deer-Ree-Shee |
Artist | The Black Angels |
Album | Directions to See a Ghost |
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作曲 : The Black Angels | |
作词 : The Black Angels | |
Rain, rain look up in sky, | |
All you see is yourself | |
Black cloud painted with trouble, hanging over our nation, and you | |
All dry, are the crop around | |
We will be forced to steal | |
Like Grey | |
Hawk perched up in tree, waiting for the right kind of thrill (kill), from you | |
I didn't know this was a game to you | |
I should have known by the silver look in your eye | |
Bang, bang your magic is here, white men and | |
God are one | |
Make us feel like foreigners, devils under our own sun | |
Wait, wait a few are blind, let's trade secrets and get along fine | |
Which part of ours is entitled to us | |
You can't cross our imaginary lines | |
Trail of Fear and tears to come, not a dry eye in our tribe | |
All worn down by the power of | |
New, Let's get together and drink until noon | |
Let's get together and dream | |
Let's get together and drink until noon | |
How could we stop this force that grew on us | |
We should have drawn our own lines |
zuo qu : The Black Angels | |
zuo ci : The Black Angels | |
Rain, rain look up in sky, | |
All you see is yourself | |
Black cloud painted with trouble, hanging over our nation, and you | |
All dry, are the crop around | |
We will be forced to steal | |
Like Grey | |
Hawk perched up in tree, waiting for the right kind of thrill kill, from you | |
I didn' t know this was a game to you | |
I should have known by the silver look in your eye | |
Bang, bang your magic is here, white men and | |
God are one | |
Make us feel like foreigners, devils under our own sun | |
Wait, wait a few are blind, let' s trade secrets and get along fine | |
Which part of ours is entitled to us | |
You can' t cross our imaginary lines | |
Trail of Fear and tears to come, not a dry eye in our tribe | |
All worn down by the power of | |
New, Let' s get together and drink until noon | |
Let' s get together and dream | |
Let' s get together and drink until noon | |
How could we stop this force that grew on us | |
We should have drawn our own lines |
zuò qǔ : The Black Angels | |
zuò cí : The Black Angels | |
Rain, rain look up in sky, | |
All you see is yourself | |
Black cloud painted with trouble, hanging over our nation, and you | |
All dry, are the crop around | |
We will be forced to steal | |
Like Grey | |
Hawk perched up in tree, waiting for the right kind of thrill kill, from you | |
I didn' t know this was a game to you | |
I should have known by the silver look in your eye | |
Bang, bang your magic is here, white men and | |
God are one | |
Make us feel like foreigners, devils under our own sun | |
Wait, wait a few are blind, let' s trade secrets and get along fine | |
Which part of ours is entitled to us | |
You can' t cross our imaginary lines | |
Trail of Fear and tears to come, not a dry eye in our tribe | |
All worn down by the power of | |
New, Let' s get together and drink until noon | |
Let' s get together and dream | |
Let' s get together and drink until noon | |
How could we stop this force that grew on us | |
We should have drawn our own lines |