Song | The Gypsy Camp |
Artist | San Sebastian Strings |
Album | The Sea |
作词 : Rod McKuen | |
I put a seashell to my ear and it all comes back | |
The yellow sun | |
The Mediterranean blue, the sky | |
The children running on the beach that day | |
The killdeer birds marching in formation down to the sea | |
And back | |
Down to the sea and back | |
When my memory wanders | |
As it does when bad things happen | |
I put a seashell to my ear and it all comes back | |
That day... | |
You | |
Even the gypsies | |
It all comes back | |
You see what loving does? | |
It makes you trust in horoscopes and gypsy wands and fortune tellers | |
And even seashells | |
I still believe in love | |
It's hard these days, you know | |
And yet it's still the great adventure | |
Better than blowing bridges | |
Or a bus ride to Chicago | |
Even better than running away from home to | |
Join the Gypsies |
zuò cí : Rod McKuen | |
I put a seashell to my ear and it all comes back | |
The yellow sun | |
The Mediterranean blue, the sky | |
The children running on the beach that day | |
The killdeer birds marching in formation down to the sea | |
And back | |
Down to the sea and back | |
When my memory wanders | |
As it does when bad things happen | |
I put a seashell to my ear and it all comes back | |
That day... | |
You | |
Even the gypsies | |
It all comes back | |
You see what loving does? | |
It makes you trust in horoscopes and gypsy wands and fortune tellers | |
And even seashells | |
I still believe in love | |
It' s hard these days, you know | |
And yet it' s still the great adventure | |
Better than blowing bridges | |
Or a bus ride to Chicago | |
Even better than running away from home to | |
Join the Gypsies |