Song | Turning Round |
Artist | Chris de Burgh |
Album | Far Beyond These Castle Walls |
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作曲 : Chris De Burgh | |
作词 : DeBurgh | |
Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying | |
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying | |
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground... | |
Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying | |
I thought I'd lose it all by sighing | |
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found | |
Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying | |
I thought I'd always dream of dying | |
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground | |
Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying | |
I thought I'd spend my whole life flying | |
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round | |
Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing | |
I thought I'd always be there crying | |
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around | |
And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying | |
I thought I could stop myself from lying | |
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round | |
Oh flying, oh oh | |
Lying, oh oh | |
Crying, oh oh | |
Sighing, oh oh | |
Trying, oh oh | |
And dying, oh oh | |
For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground | |
Yes it is... |
zuo qu : Chris De Burgh | |
zuo ci : DeBurgh | |
Flying, I thought I' d never learn that flying | |
I thought I' d spend my whole life trying | |
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground... | |
Lying, I thought I' d never keep from lying | |
I thought I' d lose it all by sighing | |
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found | |
Crying, I thought I' d never stop that crying | |
I thought I' d always dream of dying | |
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground | |
Oh dying, I thought I' d never see that dying | |
I thought I' d spend my whole life flying | |
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round | |
Sighing, I thought I' d never keep from sighing | |
I thought I' d always be there crying | |
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around | |
And trying, I thought I' d spend my seasons trying | |
I thought I could stop myself from lying | |
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round | |
Oh flying, oh oh | |
Lying, oh oh | |
Crying, oh oh | |
Sighing, oh oh | |
Trying, oh oh | |
And dying, oh oh | |
For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground | |
Yes it is... |
zuò qǔ : Chris De Burgh | |
zuò cí : DeBurgh | |
Flying, I thought I' d never learn that flying | |
I thought I' d spend my whole life trying | |
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground... | |
Lying, I thought I' d never keep from lying | |
I thought I' d lose it all by sighing | |
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found | |
Crying, I thought I' d never stop that crying | |
I thought I' d always dream of dying | |
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground | |
Oh dying, I thought I' d never see that dying | |
I thought I' d spend my whole life flying | |
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round | |
Sighing, I thought I' d never keep from sighing | |
I thought I' d always be there crying | |
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around | |
And trying, I thought I' d spend my seasons trying | |
I thought I could stop myself from lying | |
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round | |
Oh flying, oh oh | |
Lying, oh oh | |
Crying, oh oh | |
Sighing, oh oh | |
Trying, oh oh | |
And dying, oh oh | |
For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground | |
Yes it is... |