Song | She Bruise Easy |
Artist | Cousteau |
Album | Sirena |
作曲 : Moor | |
Look out now, lumpy here | |
With your military hands | |
Whatever that they told you | |
Oh no don't hold true | |
Around these lands | |
There's signals in the morning | |
The freeze has caught the dew | |
As fragile as she's stormy | |
Careful don't storm in | |
Like you do ' | |
Cause she bruise easy | |
You'll break the spell | |
And she won't come around | |
Where tenterhooks, slender hopes | |
Won't make no sound | |
Wouldn't you know it | |
Couldn't you tell | |
Now she's not far away | |
Rising up, wising up | |
To leave you some day | |
They're black, they're blue | |
These heavens | |
The scars out in her eyes | |
Could be cool easy pressure | |
Oh, when the weapons lessen | |
Who can tell... |
zuò qǔ : Moor | |
Look out now, lumpy here | |
With your military hands | |
Whatever that they told you | |
Oh no don' t hold true | |
Around these lands | |
There' s signals in the morning | |
The freeze has caught the dew | |
As fragile as she' s stormy | |
Careful don' t storm in | |
Like you do ' | |
Cause she bruise easy | |
You' ll break the spell | |
And she won' t come around | |
Where tenterhooks, slender hopes | |
Won' t make no sound | |
Wouldn' t you know it | |
Couldn' t you tell | |
Now she' s not far away | |
Rising up, wising up | |
To leave you some day | |
They' re black, they' re blue | |
These heavens | |
The scars out in her eyes | |
Could be cool easy pressure | |
Oh, when the weapons lessen | |
Who can tell... |