作曲 : Niedzwiedz, Smith | |
(Robin Smith / Mark Niedzwiedz) | |
When love is young | |
The tallest tree | |
Is there to climb | |
Is evergreen | |
In summer fields we dream our dreams | |
When love is young | |
When love is young | |
The air is sweet | |
Forbidden fruit is all we eat | |
An august moon is your conceit | |
When love is young | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
When love is young | |
INSTRUMENTAL | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
When love is young | |
When love is young | |
The glass is full | |
No empty chairs, no silent walls | |
Like warriors, we conquer all | |
When love is young | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
These precious years | |
These precious years | |
Never will grow old | |
They are forever gold |
zuo qu : Niedzwiedz, Smith | |
Robin Smith Mark Niedzwiedz | |
When love is young | |
The tallest tree | |
Is there to climb | |
Is evergreen | |
In summer fields we dream our dreams | |
When love is young | |
When love is young | |
The air is sweet | |
Forbidden fruit is all we eat | |
An august moon is your conceit | |
When love is young | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
When love is young | |
INSTRUMENTAL | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
When love is young | |
When love is young | |
The glass is full | |
No empty chairs, no silent walls | |
Like warriors, we conquer all | |
When love is young | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
These precious years | |
These precious years | |
Never will grow old | |
They are forever gold |
zuò qǔ : Niedzwiedz, Smith | |
Robin Smith Mark Niedzwiedz | |
When love is young | |
The tallest tree | |
Is there to climb | |
Is evergreen | |
In summer fields we dream our dreams | |
When love is young | |
When love is young | |
The air is sweet | |
Forbidden fruit is all we eat | |
An august moon is your conceit | |
When love is young | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
When love is young | |
INSTRUMENTAL | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
When love is young | |
When love is young | |
The glass is full | |
No empty chairs, no silent walls | |
Like warriors, we conquer all | |
When love is young | |
These are precious years | |
Such intoxicating years | |
When our innocence slowly comes undone | |
Hearts are spilt on purest silk | |
These precious years | |
These precious years | |
Never will grow old | |
They are forever gold |