Song | Under Milkwood |
Artist | Buffalo Tom |
Album | Smitten |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Buffalo Tom | |
In the sad blue light, in the deepest shade | |
Margaret Mary saddles, all our love away | |
The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes | |
And underneath the ground, the mother sends the child | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely, lonely august night | |
Makes a crossing sign, of the | |
Catholic kind | |
Have the neighbors heard, what our hero enshrines | |
The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes | |
And underneath the flowers, the mother sends the child | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain's very cold , the rain's very cold, cold out tonight |
zuo ci : Buffalo Tom | |
In the sad blue light, in the deepest shade | |
Margaret Mary saddles, all our love away | |
The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes | |
And underneath the ground, the mother sends the child | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely, lonely august night | |
Makes a crossing sign, of the | |
Catholic kind | |
Have the neighbors heard, what our hero enshrines | |
The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes | |
And underneath the flowers, the mother sends the child | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain' s very cold , the rain' s very cold, cold out tonight |
zuò cí : Buffalo Tom | |
In the sad blue light, in the deepest shade | |
Margaret Mary saddles, all our love away | |
The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes | |
And underneath the ground, the mother sends the child | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely, lonely august night | |
Makes a crossing sign, of the | |
Catholic kind | |
Have the neighbors heard, what our hero enshrines | |
The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes | |
And underneath the flowers, the mother sends the child | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain buries the lonely night | |
And the rain' s very cold , the rain' s very cold, cold out tonight |