[ti:1916] | |
[ar:motorhead] | |
[al:] | |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Kilmister |
[00:11.63] | 16 years old when I went to the war 16 |
[00:17.55] | To fight for a land fit for heroes |
[00:23.65] | God on my side and a gun in my hand |
[00:29.44] | Chasing my days down to zero |
[00:35.10] | And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died |
[00:41.08] | And I never did get any older |
[00:46.61] | But I knew at the time that a year in the line |
[00:52.74] | Was a long enough life for a soldier |
[01:07.21] | We all volunteered and we wrote down our names |
[01:13.08] | And we added two years to our ages |
[01:19.02] | Eager for life and ahead of the game |
[01:24.86] | Ready for history's pages |
[01:30.43] | And we brawled and we fought and we whored till we stood |
[01:36.51] | Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder |
[01:42.24] | A thirst for the hun, we were food for the gun |
[01:48.27] | And that's what you are when you're soldiers |
[02:28.80] | I heard my friend cry and he sank to his knees |
[02:34.30] | Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother |
[02:40.45] | And I fell by his side and that's how we died |
[02:46.27] | Clinging like kids to each other |
[02:51.96] | And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood |
[02:58.09] | And I wept as his body grew colder |
[03:03.71] | And I called for my mother and she never came |
[03:09.39] | Though it wasn't my fault and I wasn't to blame |
[03:15.33] | The day not half over and ten thousand slain |
[03:21.24] | And now there's nobody remembers our names |
[03:27.75] | And that's how it is for a soldier |
ti: 1916 | |
ar: motorhead | |
al: | |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Kilmister |
[00:11.63] | 16 years old when I went to the war 16 |
[00:17.55] | To fight for a land fit for heroes |
[00:23.65] | God on my side and a gun in my hand |
[00:29.44] | Chasing my days down to zero |
[00:35.10] | And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died |
[00:41.08] | And I never did get any older |
[00:46.61] | But I knew at the time that a year in the line |
[00:52.74] | Was a long enough life for a soldier |
[01:07.21] | We all volunteered and we wrote down our names |
[01:13.08] | And we added two years to our ages |
[01:19.02] | Eager for life and ahead of the game |
[01:24.86] | Ready for history' s pages |
[01:30.43] | And we brawled and we fought and we whored till we stood |
[01:36.51] | Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder |
[01:42.24] | A thirst for the hun, we were food for the gun |
[01:48.27] | And that' s what you are when you' re soldiers |
[02:28.80] | I heard my friend cry and he sank to his knees |
[02:34.30] | Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother |
[02:40.45] | And I fell by his side and that' s how we died |
[02:46.27] | Clinging like kids to each other |
[02:51.96] | And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood |
[02:58.09] | And I wept as his body grew colder |
[03:03.71] | And I called for my mother and she never came |
[03:09.39] | Though it wasn' t my fault and I wasn' t to blame |
[03:15.33] | The day not half over and ten thousand slain |
[03:21.24] | And now there' s nobody remembers our names |
[03:27.75] | And that' s how it is for a soldier |
ti: 1916 | |
ar: motorhead | |
al: | |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Kilmister |
[00:11.63] | 16 years old when I went to the war 16 |
[00:17.55] | To fight for a land fit for heroes |
[00:23.65] | God on my side and a gun in my hand |
[00:29.44] | Chasing my days down to zero |
[00:35.10] | And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died |
[00:41.08] | And I never did get any older |
[00:46.61] | But I knew at the time that a year in the line |
[00:52.74] | Was a long enough life for a soldier |
[01:07.21] | We all volunteered and we wrote down our names |
[01:13.08] | And we added two years to our ages |
[01:19.02] | Eager for life and ahead of the game |
[01:24.86] | Ready for history' s pages |
[01:30.43] | And we brawled and we fought and we whored till we stood |
[01:36.51] | Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder |
[01:42.24] | A thirst for the hun, we were food for the gun |
[01:48.27] | And that' s what you are when you' re soldiers |
[02:28.80] | I heard my friend cry and he sank to his knees |
[02:34.30] | Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother |
[02:40.45] | And I fell by his side and that' s how we died |
[02:46.27] | Clinging like kids to each other |
[02:51.96] | And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood |
[02:58.09] | And I wept as his body grew colder |
[03:03.71] | And I called for my mother and she never came |
[03:09.39] | Though it wasn' t my fault and I wasn' t to blame |
[03:15.33] | The day not half over and ten thousand slain |
[03:21.24] | And now there' s nobody remembers our names |
[03:27.75] | And that' s how it is for a soldier |