Song | The Southern Sky |
Artist | Killing Joke |
Album | Brighter Than a Thousand Suns |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Killing Joke | |
Peace at the break of dawn, mist on the shore, | |
Time is healing everything, time is standing still, | |
A voice that is singing in my head, | |
With the breeze, the waves, the sea, | |
As we start to move as one. | |
Down from the hills, into the forest, | |
Walking on sands, into the water, | |
I've been dreaming - islands on my mind | |
Down from the hills, into the forest, | |
Walking on sands, into the water, | |
I've been dreaming - under a southern sky | |
Bright are the scented flowers, many shades of green, | |
Water from the purest spring - man is finding wealth, | |
Down by the clearing in glades of fern and palm, | |
Invocations rising from servants of the | |
Star,And we walk with the breeze, the waves, the sea, | |
As we move in unison. | |
All the seeds blowing further to the south, | |
Continuity when all's said and done, | |
All the seeds blowing further to the south, | |
Continuity when all's said and done. |
zuo ci : Killing Joke | |
Peace at the break of dawn, mist on the shore, | |
Time is healing everything, time is standing still, | |
A voice that is singing in my head, | |
With the breeze, the waves, the sea, | |
As we start to move as one. | |
Down from the hills, into the forest, | |
Walking on sands, into the water, | |
I' ve been dreaming islands on my mind | |
Down from the hills, into the forest, | |
Walking on sands, into the water, | |
I' ve been dreaming under a southern sky | |
Bright are the scented flowers, many shades of green, | |
Water from the purest spring man is finding wealth, | |
Down by the clearing in glades of fern and palm, | |
Invocations rising from servants of the | |
Star, And we walk with the breeze, the waves, the sea, | |
As we move in unison. | |
All the seeds blowing further to the south, | |
Continuity when all' s said and done, | |
All the seeds blowing further to the south, | |
Continuity when all' s said and done. |
zuò cí : Killing Joke | |
Peace at the break of dawn, mist on the shore, | |
Time is healing everything, time is standing still, | |
A voice that is singing in my head, | |
With the breeze, the waves, the sea, | |
As we start to move as one. | |
Down from the hills, into the forest, | |
Walking on sands, into the water, | |
I' ve been dreaming islands on my mind | |
Down from the hills, into the forest, | |
Walking on sands, into the water, | |
I' ve been dreaming under a southern sky | |
Bright are the scented flowers, many shades of green, | |
Water from the purest spring man is finding wealth, | |
Down by the clearing in glades of fern and palm, | |
Invocations rising from servants of the | |
Star, And we walk with the breeze, the waves, the sea, | |
As we move in unison. | |
All the seeds blowing further to the south, | |
Continuity when all' s said and done, | |
All the seeds blowing further to the south, | |
Continuity when all' s said and done. |