Song | Marlene Dietrich's Favourite Poem - Live |
Artist | Peter Murphy |
Album | Alive JustForLove |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Murphy, Statham | |
My mother loved it so she said | |
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips | |
Glancing pierce through writer man | |
Spoke hushed and frailing hips | |
Her old eyes skim in creasing lids | |
A tear falls as she describes | |
Approaching death with a yearning heart | |
With pride and no despise | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so | |
Don't go away heartbroken no | |
Don't go away heartbroken no | |
Just wise owl tones no velvet lies | |
Crush her velvet call | |
Oh Marlene suffer all the fools | |
Who write you on the wall | |
And hold your tongue about your life | |
Or dead hands will change the plot | |
Will make your loving sound like snakes | |
Like you were never hot | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so | |
My mother loved it so she said | |
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips yeah | |
Glancing pierce through writer man | |
Spoke hushed and frailing lips yeah | |
Old eyes skim in creasing lids | |
A tear falls as she describes | |
Approaching death with a yearning heart | |
With pride and no despise | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so (Repeat to improvise) |
zuo ci : Murphy, Statham | |
My mother loved it so she said | |
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips | |
Glancing pierce through writer man | |
Spoke hushed and frailing hips | |
Her old eyes skim in creasing lids | |
A tear falls as she describes | |
Approaching death with a yearning heart | |
With pride and no despise | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so | |
Don' t go away heartbroken no | |
Don' t go away heartbroken no | |
Just wise owl tones no velvet lies | |
Crush her velvet call | |
Oh Marlene suffer all the fools | |
Who write you on the wall | |
And hold your tongue about your life | |
Or dead hands will change the plot | |
Will make your loving sound like snakes | |
Like you were never hot | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so | |
My mother loved it so she said | |
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips yeah | |
Glancing pierce through writer man | |
Spoke hushed and frailing lips yeah | |
Old eyes skim in creasing lids | |
A tear falls as she describes | |
Approaching death with a yearning heart | |
With pride and no despise | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so Repeat to improvise |
zuò cí : Murphy, Statham | |
My mother loved it so she said | |
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips | |
Glancing pierce through writer man | |
Spoke hushed and frailing hips | |
Her old eyes skim in creasing lids | |
A tear falls as she describes | |
Approaching death with a yearning heart | |
With pride and no despise | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so | |
Don' t go away heartbroken no | |
Don' t go away heartbroken no | |
Just wise owl tones no velvet lies | |
Crush her velvet call | |
Oh Marlene suffer all the fools | |
Who write you on the wall | |
And hold your tongue about your life | |
Or dead hands will change the plot | |
Will make your loving sound like snakes | |
Like you were never hot | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so | |
My mother loved it so she said | |
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips yeah | |
Glancing pierce through writer man | |
Spoke hushed and frailing lips yeah | |
Old eyes skim in creasing lids | |
A tear falls as she describes | |
Approaching death with a yearning heart | |
With pride and no despise | |
Hot tears flow as she recounts | |
Her favourite worded token | |
Forgive me please for hurting so Repeat to improvise |