Song | Fair and True |
Artist | Festival |
Album | Come, Arrow, Come! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Powell, Powell | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the seasons turn and the summer burns | |
And the days grow longer anew | |
Though you've left our home for the world to roam | |
My heart will go with you | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
And we sing, dear maiden, of days far gone | |
Of the loves and losses alike | |
Though our days of searching are long since gone | |
We rejoice all through the night | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the life proves fair and true |
zuo qu : Powell, Powell | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the seasons turn and the summer burns | |
And the days grow longer anew | |
Though you' ve left our home for the world to roam | |
My heart will go with you | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
And we sing, dear maiden, of days far gone | |
Of the loves and losses alike | |
Though our days of searching are long since gone | |
We rejoice all through the night | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the life proves fair and true |
zuò qǔ : Powell, Powell | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the seasons turn and the summer burns | |
And the days grow longer anew | |
Though you' ve left our home for the world to roam | |
My heart will go with you | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
And we sing, dear maiden, of days far gone | |
Of the loves and losses alike | |
Though our days of searching are long since gone | |
We rejoice all through the night | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
And the wind has brought it to you | |
Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
But the life proves fair and true | |
Oh the life proves fair and true |