作词 : McManus, McManus | |
I made my way back to my hometown | |
It looks just the same | |
The schools and the factories | |
Standing alone still remain | |
But the faces have changed | |
And the ones I knew are gone | |
And I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still echo my name I remember the days | |
When we'd play till the morning light | |
It's a lifetime forgotten | |
As old times make way for the new | |
But theres no turning back | |
As the vision it fades away | |
Yet I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still calling my name | |
When we played ring-a-ring-a-Rosa-Ree | |
And we seen life as full of mysteries | |
I stand here at night | |
On this cold avenue of life | |
If words they could speeak | |
It would mean even more to me | |
But the faces have changed | |
And the ones I knew are gone | |
And I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still echo my name | |
When we played ring-a-ring-a-Rosa-Ree | |
And we seen life as full of mysteries |
zuo ci : McManus, McManus | |
I made my way back to my hometown | |
It looks just the same | |
The schools and the factories | |
Standing alone still remain | |
But the faces have changed | |
And the ones I knew are gone | |
And I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still echo my name I remember the days | |
When we' d play till the morning light | |
It' s a lifetime forgotten | |
As old times make way for the new | |
But theres no turning back | |
As the vision it fades away | |
Yet I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still calling my name | |
When we played ringaringaRosaRee | |
And we seen life as full of mysteries | |
I stand here at night | |
On this cold avenue of life | |
If words they could speeak | |
It would mean even more to me | |
But the faces have changed | |
And the ones I knew are gone | |
And I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still echo my name | |
When we played ringaringaRosaRee | |
And we seen life as full of mysteries |
zuò cí : McManus, McManus | |
I made my way back to my hometown | |
It looks just the same | |
The schools and the factories | |
Standing alone still remain | |
But the faces have changed | |
And the ones I knew are gone | |
And I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still echo my name I remember the days | |
When we' d play till the morning light | |
It' s a lifetime forgotten | |
As old times make way for the new | |
But theres no turning back | |
As the vision it fades away | |
Yet I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still calling my name | |
When we played ringaringaRosaRee | |
And we seen life as full of mysteries | |
I stand here at night | |
On this cold avenue of life | |
If words they could speeak | |
It would mean even more to me | |
But the faces have changed | |
And the ones I knew are gone | |
And I hear the laughter and voices | |
Still echo my name | |
When we played ringaringaRosaRee | |
And we seen life as full of mysteries |