Song | Souls Of The Departed |
Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
Album | Lucky Town |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Springsteen |
[00:17.11] | On the road to basra stood young lieutenant jimmy bly |
[00:25.24] | Detailed to go through the clothes of the soldiers who died |
[00:33.43] | At night in dreams he sees their souls rise |
[00:41.74] | Like dark geese into the oklahoma skies |
[00:49.99] | Well this is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[00:54.98] | Those whove gone and left their babies brokenhearted |
[00:59.11] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[01:10.80] | Now raphael rodriguez was just seven years old |
[01:18.99] | Shot down in a schoolyard by some east compton cholos |
[01:27.74] | His mamma cried my beautiful boy is dead |
[01:35.61] | In the hills the self-made men just sighed and shook their heads |
[01:44.73] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[01:48.99] | Those whove gone and left their babies brokenhearted |
[01:53.05] | Young lives over before they got started |
[01:57.18] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[02:08.93] | Tonight as I tuck my own son in bed |
[02:13.99] | All I can think of is what if it wouldve been him instead |
[02:18.17] | I want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it down |
[02:22.42] | Right here on my own piece of dirty ground |
[02:26.42] | |
[02:33.77] | Now I ply my trade in the land of king dollar |
[02:41.96] | Where you get paid and your silence passes as honor |
[02:50.52] | And all the hatred and dirty little lies |
[02:58.64] | Been written off the books and into decent mens eyes |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Springsteen |
[00:17.11] | On the road to basra stood young lieutenant jimmy bly |
[00:25.24] | Detailed to go through the clothes of the soldiers who died |
[00:33.43] | At night in dreams he sees their souls rise |
[00:41.74] | Like dark geese into the oklahoma skies |
[00:49.99] | Well this is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[00:54.98] | Those whove gone and left their babies brokenhearted |
[00:59.11] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[01:10.80] | Now raphael rodriguez was just seven years old |
[01:18.99] | Shot down in a schoolyard by some east compton cholos |
[01:27.74] | His mamma cried my beautiful boy is dead |
[01:35.61] | In the hills the selfmade men just sighed and shook their heads |
[01:44.73] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[01:48.99] | Those whove gone and left their babies brokenhearted |
[01:53.05] | Young lives over before they got started |
[01:57.18] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[02:08.93] | Tonight as I tuck my own son in bed |
[02:13.99] | All I can think of is what if it wouldve been him instead |
[02:18.17] | I want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it down |
[02:22.42] | Right here on my own piece of dirty ground |
[02:26.42] | |
[02:33.77] | Now I ply my trade in the land of king dollar |
[02:41.96] | Where you get paid and your silence passes as honor |
[02:50.52] | And all the hatred and dirty little lies |
[02:58.64] | Been written off the books and into decent mens eyes |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Springsteen |
[00:17.11] | On the road to basra stood young lieutenant jimmy bly |
[00:25.24] | Detailed to go through the clothes of the soldiers who died |
[00:33.43] | At night in dreams he sees their souls rise |
[00:41.74] | Like dark geese into the oklahoma skies |
[00:49.99] | Well this is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[00:54.98] | Those whove gone and left their babies brokenhearted |
[00:59.11] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[01:10.80] | Now raphael rodriguez was just seven years old |
[01:18.99] | Shot down in a schoolyard by some east compton cholos |
[01:27.74] | His mamma cried my beautiful boy is dead |
[01:35.61] | In the hills the selfmade men just sighed and shook their heads |
[01:44.73] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[01:48.99] | Those whove gone and left their babies brokenhearted |
[01:53.05] | Young lives over before they got started |
[01:57.18] | This is a prayer for the souls of the departed |
[02:08.93] | Tonight as I tuck my own son in bed |
[02:13.99] | All I can think of is what if it wouldve been him instead |
[02:18.17] | I want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it down |
[02:22.42] | Right here on my own piece of dirty ground |
[02:26.42] | |
[02:33.77] | Now I ply my trade in the land of king dollar |
[02:41.96] | Where you get paid and your silence passes as honor |
[02:50.52] | And all the hatred and dirty little lies |
[02:58.64] | Been written off the books and into decent mens eyes |