Song | The Night Owl (Homeward Turns) |
Artist | Dolores Keane |
Album | Night Owl |
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[00:00.000] | 作词 : Tilston |
[00:36.81] | Oh the night owl homeward turns as the dawn streaks the sky |
[00:48.05] | We must rise and gather up our flock, pass tears from our eyes |
[00:59.36] | We will track down secret pathways the ancients did roam |
[01:08.62] | For now comes the last time we'll call this place home |
[01:30.05] | And the longboats have been spied, gathering off the strand |
[01:38.98] | Where they hover like a pack of dogs awaiting THE LAND |
[01:50.11] | With their iron and their fire, they will cut through the spray |
[01:59.38] | The WORLD is that this time their intention's to stay |
[02:20.88] | And the young men's talk is brave, they must make a stand |
[02:29.79] | With their courage flowing from a JUG, gold swords in their hands |
[02:41.04] | Oh how easy they embrace the old Gods of War |
[02:50.46] | Their blood flows TOMORROW, defending the shore. |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Tilston |
[00:36.81] | Oh the night owl homeward turns as the dawn streaks the sky |
[00:48.05] | We must rise and gather up our flock, pass tears from our eyes |
[00:59.36] | We will track down secret pathways the ancients did roam |
[01:08.62] | For now comes the last time we' ll call this place home |
[01:30.05] | And the longboats have been spied, gathering off the strand |
[01:38.98] | Where they hover like a pack of dogs awaiting THE LAND |
[01:50.11] | With their iron and their fire, they will cut through the spray |
[01:59.38] | The WORLD is that this time their intention' s to stay |
[02:20.88] | And the young men' s talk is brave, they must make a stand |
[02:29.79] | With their courage flowing from a JUG, gold swords in their hands |
[02:41.04] | Oh how easy they embrace the old Gods of War |
[02:50.46] | Their blood flows TOMORROW, defending the shore. |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Tilston |
[00:36.81] | Oh the night owl homeward turns as the dawn streaks the sky |
[00:48.05] | We must rise and gather up our flock, pass tears from our eyes |
[00:59.36] | We will track down secret pathways the ancients did roam |
[01:08.62] | For now comes the last time we' ll call this place home |
[01:30.05] | And the longboats have been spied, gathering off the strand |
[01:38.98] | Where they hover like a pack of dogs awaiting THE LAND |
[01:50.11] | With their iron and their fire, they will cut through the spray |
[01:59.38] | The WORLD is that this time their intention' s to stay |
[02:20.88] | And the young men' s talk is brave, they must make a stand |
[02:29.79] | With their courage flowing from a JUG, gold swords in their hands |
[02:41.04] | Oh how easy they embrace the old Gods of War |
[02:50.46] | Their blood flows TOMORROW, defending the shore. |