Song | Rope of Weeds |
Artist | Elysian Fields |
Album | Queen of the Meadow |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Bloedow, Charles |
[00:33.96] | Night cracked like a skull |
[00:37.30] | Made the moon convulse |
[00:40.92] | Wrapped its chilly tongue around my mast |
[00:47.71] | A fortnight it would be |
[00:50.99] | Since I'd been out at sea |
[00:55.11] | Ne'er another soul had crossed my path |
[01:16.70] | I was hauling salt |
[01:19.51] | In my bleached and battered boat |
[01:23.24] | Trawling just to pass the restless night |
[01:30.04] | When I felt the queerest lug |
[01:33.47] | Against that fraying cord |
[01:37.56] | Reeling in a devastating sight |
[01:44.73] | In the brackish sound |
[01:47.71] | Somebody had drowned |
[01:51.12] | She wrapped her raven rings around my line |
[02:12.14] | In a tangled open dress |
[02:15.47] | The most comely bloodless breasts |
[02:18.95] | A distant look was frozen in her eyes |
[02:25.92] | A fiend possessed my soul |
[02:29.13] | As I helped her to disrobe |
[02:32.83] | A rope of weeds was woven round her thighs |
[02:53.96] | My ill and frenzied heart |
[02:59.51] | And the quiet lapping song |
[03:06.52] | Beaten by the splendor of her hips |
[03:20.69] | I had to lay her down |
[03:27.47] | Atop those briny beds |
[03:34.30] | And press my mouth against her silent lips |
[03:47.79] | The frigid moon was green |
[03:51.53] | Upon my wicked scene |
[03:54.17] | My wasted angel shimmering in sand |
[04:00.81] | I had to be with her |
[04:03.80] | And leave the world behind |
[04:07.31] | I knew that no one else could understand |
[04:14.26] | And I slipped her silver palm inside my hand |
[04:28.22] | Married to the bower |
[04:30.99] | I threw our bodies overboard |
[04:34.73] | Our hearts were bound by heavy rusted chain |
[04:41.39] | Now I roam the ocean floor |
[04:44.92] | With the lady I adore |
[04:48.60] | This is where we remain |
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[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bloedow, Charles |
[00:33.96] | Night cracked like a skull |
[00:37.30] | Made the moon convulse |
[00:40.92] | Wrapped its chilly tongue around my mast |
[00:47.71] | A fortnight it would be |
[00:50.99] | Since I' d been out at sea |
[00:55.11] | Ne' er another soul had crossed my path |
[01:16.70] | I was hauling salt |
[01:19.51] | In my bleached and battered boat |
[01:23.24] | Trawling just to pass the restless night |
[01:30.04] | When I felt the queerest lug |
[01:33.47] | Against that fraying cord |
[01:37.56] | Reeling in a devastating sight |
[01:44.73] | In the brackish sound |
[01:47.71] | Somebody had drowned |
[01:51.12] | She wrapped her raven rings around my line |
[02:12.14] | In a tangled open dress |
[02:15.47] | The most comely bloodless breasts |
[02:18.95] | A distant look was frozen in her eyes |
[02:25.92] | A fiend possessed my soul |
[02:29.13] | As I helped her to disrobe |
[02:32.83] | A rope of weeds was woven round her thighs |
[02:53.96] | My ill and frenzied heart |
[02:59.51] | And the quiet lapping song |
[03:06.52] | Beaten by the splendor of her hips |
[03:20.69] | I had to lay her down |
[03:27.47] | Atop those briny beds |
[03:34.30] | And press my mouth against her silent lips |
[03:47.79] | The frigid moon was green |
[03:51.53] | Upon my wicked scene |
[03:54.17] | My wasted angel shimmering in sand |
[04:00.81] | I had to be with her |
[04:03.80] | And leave the world behind |
[04:07.31] | I knew that no one else could understand |
[04:14.26] | And I slipped her silver palm inside my hand |
[04:28.22] | Married to the bower |
[04:30.99] | I threw our bodies overboard |
[04:34.73] | Our hearts were bound by heavy rusted chain |
[04:41.39] | Now I roam the ocean floor |
[04:44.92] | With the lady I adore |
[04:48.60] | This is where we remain |
offset: 100 | |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bloedow, Charles |
[00:33.96] | Night cracked like a skull |
[00:37.30] | Made the moon convulse |
[00:40.92] | Wrapped its chilly tongue around my mast |
[00:47.71] | A fortnight it would be |
[00:50.99] | Since I' d been out at sea |
[00:55.11] | Ne' er another soul had crossed my path |
[01:16.70] | I was hauling salt |
[01:19.51] | In my bleached and battered boat |
[01:23.24] | Trawling just to pass the restless night |
[01:30.04] | When I felt the queerest lug |
[01:33.47] | Against that fraying cord |
[01:37.56] | Reeling in a devastating sight |
[01:44.73] | In the brackish sound |
[01:47.71] | Somebody had drowned |
[01:51.12] | She wrapped her raven rings around my line |
[02:12.14] | In a tangled open dress |
[02:15.47] | The most comely bloodless breasts |
[02:18.95] | A distant look was frozen in her eyes |
[02:25.92] | A fiend possessed my soul |
[02:29.13] | As I helped her to disrobe |
[02:32.83] | A rope of weeds was woven round her thighs |
[02:53.96] | My ill and frenzied heart |
[02:59.51] | And the quiet lapping song |
[03:06.52] | Beaten by the splendor of her hips |
[03:20.69] | I had to lay her down |
[03:27.47] | Atop those briny beds |
[03:34.30] | And press my mouth against her silent lips |
[03:47.79] | The frigid moon was green |
[03:51.53] | Upon my wicked scene |
[03:54.17] | My wasted angel shimmering in sand |
[04:00.81] | I had to be with her |
[04:03.80] | And leave the world behind |
[04:07.31] | I knew that no one else could understand |
[04:14.26] | And I slipped her silver palm inside my hand |
[04:28.22] | Married to the bower |
[04:30.99] | I threw our bodies overboard |
[04:34.73] | Our hearts were bound by heavy rusted chain |
[04:41.39] | Now I roam the ocean floor |
[04:44.92] | With the lady I adore |
[04:48.60] | This is where we remain |