Song | A Piece Of Sky |
Artist | Barbra Streisand |
Album | Yentl |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Michel Legrand、Alan Bergman、Marilyn Bergman | |
作词 : Michel Legrand、Alan Bergman、Marilyn Bergman | |
Tell me where | |
Where is it written | |
What is it I meant to be? | |
That I can't dare... | |
It all began the day I found.. | |
That from my window I could only see | |
A piece of sky. | |
I stepped outside and looked around. | |
I never dreamed it was so wide | |
Or even half as high. | |
The time had come | |
(Papa, can you hear me?) | |
To try my wings | |
(Papa, are you near me?) | |
And even thought it seemed at any moment I could fall, | |
I felt the most, | |
(Papa, can you see me?) | |
Amazing things, | |
(Can you understand me?) | |
The things you can't imagine | |
if you've never flown at all. | |
Though it's safer to stay on the ground, | |
Sometimes where danger lies | |
There the sweetest of pleasures are found. | |
No matter where I go, | |
There'll be memories that tug at my sleeve, | |
But there will also be | |
More to question, yet more to believe.. | |
Oh tell me where? | |
Where is the someone who will turn and look at me? | |
And want to share | |
My ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility? | |
The more I live - the more I learn. | |
The more I learn - the more I realize | |
The less I know. | |
Each step I take - | |
(Papa, I've a voice now!)Each page I turn - | |
(Papa, I've a choice now!)Each mile I travel only means | |
The more I have to go. | |
What's wrong with wanting more? | |
If you can fly - then soar! | |
With all there is - why settle for | |
just a piece of sky? | |
Papa, I can hear you... | |
Papa, I can see you... | |
Papa, I can feel you... | |
Papa, watch me fly! |
zuo qu : Michel Legrand Alan Bergman Marilyn Bergman | |
zuo ci : Michel Legrand Alan Bergman Marilyn Bergman | |
Tell me where | |
Where is it written | |
What is it I meant to be? | |
That I can' t dare... | |
It all began the day I found.. | |
That from my window I could only see | |
A piece of sky. | |
I stepped outside and looked around. | |
I never dreamed it was so wide | |
Or even half as high. | |
The time had come | |
Papa, can you hear me? | |
To try my wings | |
Papa, are you near me? | |
And even thought it seemed at any moment I could fall, | |
I felt the most, | |
Papa, can you see me? | |
Amazing things, | |
Can you understand me? | |
The things you can' t imagine | |
if you' ve never flown at all. | |
Though it' s safer to stay on the ground, | |
Sometimes where danger lies | |
There the sweetest of pleasures are found. | |
No matter where I go, | |
There' ll be memories that tug at my sleeve, | |
But there will also be | |
More to question, yet more to believe.. | |
Oh tell me where? | |
Where is the someone who will turn and look at me? | |
And want to share | |
My ev' ry sweetimagined possibility? | |
The more I live the more I learn. | |
The more I learn the more I realize | |
The less I know. | |
Each step I take | |
Papa, I' ve a voice now! Each page I turn | |
Papa, I' ve a choice now! Each mile I travel only means | |
The more I have to go. | |
What' s wrong with wanting more? | |
If you can fly then soar! | |
With all there is why settle for | |
just a piece of sky? | |
Papa, I can hear you... | |
Papa, I can see you... | |
Papa, I can feel you... | |
Papa, watch me fly! |
zuò qǔ : Michel Legrand Alan Bergman Marilyn Bergman | |
zuò cí : Michel Legrand Alan Bergman Marilyn Bergman | |
Tell me where | |
Where is it written | |
What is it I meant to be? | |
That I can' t dare... | |
It all began the day I found.. | |
That from my window I could only see | |
A piece of sky. | |
I stepped outside and looked around. | |
I never dreamed it was so wide | |
Or even half as high. | |
The time had come | |
Papa, can you hear me? | |
To try my wings | |
Papa, are you near me? | |
And even thought it seemed at any moment I could fall, | |
I felt the most, | |
Papa, can you see me? | |
Amazing things, | |
Can you understand me? | |
The things you can' t imagine | |
if you' ve never flown at all. | |
Though it' s safer to stay on the ground, | |
Sometimes where danger lies | |
There the sweetest of pleasures are found. | |
No matter where I go, | |
There' ll be memories that tug at my sleeve, | |
But there will also be | |
More to question, yet more to believe.. | |
Oh tell me where? | |
Where is the someone who will turn and look at me? | |
And want to share | |
My ev' ry sweetimagined possibility? | |
The more I live the more I learn. | |
The more I learn the more I realize | |
The less I know. | |
Each step I take | |
Papa, I' ve a voice now! Each page I turn | |
Papa, I' ve a choice now! Each mile I travel only means | |
The more I have to go. | |
What' s wrong with wanting more? | |
If you can fly then soar! | |
With all there is why settle for | |
just a piece of sky? | |
Papa, I can hear you... | |
Papa, I can see you... | |
Papa, I can feel you... | |
Papa, watch me fly! |