| Song | In This Camp |
| Artist | Midlake |
| Album | The Trials Of Van Occupanther |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Smith | |
| In this camp there's one who delights me | |
| Brings afternoon tea then she leaves me | |
| When they're climbing over the sea | |
| She helps to keep our strength complete | |
| But I'd rather stay | |
| 'Cause the north is too far away | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I'd throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| Unconquered seas | |
| There's the horn call | |
| Put your boots and courage on and run | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I'd throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| Unconquered seas | |
| I'm counting up all the lovely years | |
| Since I had stepped inside | |
| With the others in this lonely field | |
| Who I fought beside | |
| They mustn’t mind | |
| They must let me go to find | |
| A site for my retire | |
| Will this war | |
| Capture your heart or more | |
| And carry you down the shore | |
| 'Cause the north is too far away | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I'd throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas |
| zuo qu : Smith | |
| In this camp there' s one who delights me | |
| Brings afternoon tea then she leaves me | |
| When they' re climbing over the sea | |
| She helps to keep our strength complete | |
| But I' d rather stay | |
| ' Cause the north is too far away | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I' d throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| Unconquered seas | |
| There' s the horn call | |
| Put your boots and courage on and run | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I' d throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| Unconquered seas | |
| I' m counting up all the lovely years | |
| Since I had stepped inside | |
| With the others in this lonely field | |
| Who I fought beside | |
| They mustn' t mind | |
| They must let me go to find | |
| A site for my retire | |
| Will this war | |
| Capture your heart or more | |
| And carry you down the shore | |
| ' Cause the north is too far away | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I' d throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas |
| zuò qǔ : Smith | |
| In this camp there' s one who delights me | |
| Brings afternoon tea then she leaves me | |
| When they' re climbing over the sea | |
| She helps to keep our strength complete | |
| But I' d rather stay | |
| ' Cause the north is too far away | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I' d throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| Unconquered seas | |
| There' s the horn call | |
| Put your boots and courage on and run | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I' d throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| Unconquered seas | |
| I' m counting up all the lovely years | |
| Since I had stepped inside | |
| With the others in this lonely field | |
| Who I fought beside | |
| They mustn' t mind | |
| They must let me go to find | |
| A site for my retire | |
| Will this war | |
| Capture your heart or more | |
| And carry you down the shore | |
| ' Cause the north is too far away | |
| I wanted to marry Babette | |
| And the weapons on my shoulders | |
| I' d throw into seaweed banks | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas | |
| And the willows and the lime trees | |
| Were gathered there for us | |
| Above the unconquered seas |