Song | Loud, Loud, Loud |
Artist | Aphrodite's Child |
Album | 6 6 6 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ferris, Vangelis | |
The day the walls of the cities will crumble away | |
Uncovering our naked souls | |
We'll all start singing, shouting, screaming | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the circus horses will stop turning around | |
Running fast through the green valleys | |
We'll sing and cry and shout | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the cars will lay in heaps | |
Their wheels turning in vain | |
We'll run along the empty highways | |
Shouting, screaming, singing | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day young boys will stop becoming soldiers | |
And soldiers will stop playing war games | |
We'll sing and cry and shout | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day will come up that we all wake up | |
Hearing the shouts of joy | |
And shouting together with the freaks | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the world will turn upside down | |
We'll run together round and round | |
Screaming, shouting, singing | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud |
zuo ci : Ferris, Vangelis | |
The day the walls of the cities will crumble away | |
Uncovering our naked souls | |
We' ll all start singing, shouting, screaming | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the circus horses will stop turning around | |
Running fast through the green valleys | |
We' ll sing and cry and shout | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the cars will lay in heaps | |
Their wheels turning in vain | |
We' ll run along the empty highways | |
Shouting, screaming, singing | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day young boys will stop becoming soldiers | |
And soldiers will stop playing war games | |
We' ll sing and cry and shout | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day will come up that we all wake up | |
Hearing the shouts of joy | |
And shouting together with the freaks | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the world will turn upside down | |
We' ll run together round and round | |
Screaming, shouting, singing | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud |
zuò cí : Ferris, Vangelis | |
The day the walls of the cities will crumble away | |
Uncovering our naked souls | |
We' ll all start singing, shouting, screaming | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the circus horses will stop turning around | |
Running fast through the green valleys | |
We' ll sing and cry and shout | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the cars will lay in heaps | |
Their wheels turning in vain | |
We' ll run along the empty highways | |
Shouting, screaming, singing | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day young boys will stop becoming soldiers | |
And soldiers will stop playing war games | |
We' ll sing and cry and shout | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day will come up that we all wake up | |
Hearing the shouts of joy | |
And shouting together with the freaks | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
The day the world will turn upside down | |
We' ll run together round and round | |
Screaming, shouting, singing | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud | |
Loud, loud, loud, loud |