This Is Not Love

Song	This Is Not Love
Artist	Jethro Tull
Album	Rock Of Ages : Milano, Italy - October 13th 1991

	作词 : Anderson
	Winds howled. rains spit down.
	All these nights playing precious games.
	Cheap hotel in some seaboard town
	Closed down for the winter and whispered names.
	Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
	Snap our heels half-heartedly
	And how come you know better than me
	That this is not love.
	No, this is not love.
	Empty drugstore postcards freeze
	Sunburst images of summers gone.
	Think i see us in these promenade days
	Before we learned october's song.
	Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree;
	Curious, head bent to see.
	And how come you know better than me
	That this is not love.
	Down to the sad south, smokey plumes
	Mark that real world city home.
	Broken spells and silent gloom
	Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.
	Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
	Snapped our heels half-heartedly
	And how come you know better than me
	That this is not love.

	zuò cí : Anderson
	Winds howled. rains spit down.
	All these nights playing precious games.
	Cheap hotel in some seaboard town
	Closed down for the winter and whispered names.
	Puppydog waves on a big moon sea
	Snap our heels halfheartedly
	And how come you know better than me
	That this is not love.
	No, this is not love.
	Empty drugstore postcards freeze
	Sunburst images of summers gone.
	Think i see us in these promenade days
	Before we learned october' s song.
	Out on the headland, one galewhipped tree
	Curious, head bent to see.
	And how come you know better than me
	That this is not love.
	Down to the sad south, smokey plumes
	Mark that real world city home.
	Broken spells and silent gloom
	Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.
	Puppydog waves on a big moon sea
	Snapped our heels halfheartedly
	And how come you know better than me
	That this is not love.