Minstrel Lyrics
| Song | Minstrel |
| Artist | Drifting Sun |
| Album | On the Rebound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Chris Martini | |
| 作曲 : Pat Sanders | |
| If I could just hear the secrets of your heart | |
| I could, I would… find the melody | |
| I could dress the part | |
| Or even paint my face | |
| Singing songs in rhymes | |
| The words they interlace | |
| Would you think me a fool, or cry insanity? | |
| The children gather round | |
| To watch the minstrel dance | |
| The colours and music blind | |
| Holding eyes in trance | |
| Swaying backward, forward | |
| Rejoicing vanity | |
| He lets his arms embrace you in the serenade | |
| But look for where you go, you walk the fool’s parade | |
| You let go, you dance | |
| You’d give anything while given the chance | |
| Watch where they go | |
| You’d be losing the lot if you don’t catch the show | |
| From his heart, he sings | |
| From the depths of his soul comes a spark of dreams | |
| Watch where he goes | |
| You’ll be losing the chance to redeem your soul | |
| Does he hold the key? | |
| Can he set me free? | |
| Mending hearts with melody… | |
| One last look is all it takes | |
| To claim your spirit, | |
| Music raptures, numbing sadness | |
| Can’t you… won’t you give yourself to me? | |
| Fading sadness, passing fleeting | |
| Rhythm charming, lifetime wander, | |
| Breathless dreaming, turning magic, | |
| Phantom healing, | |
| Whence from this man takes my pain? | |
| He has no other way | |
| And life is but song in the park | |
| Some may look the other way | |
| For the song in our hearts | |
| If we could only see the world | |
| Through his eyes, through his songs | |
| The way he sees | |
| Can you hear the melodies? | |
| Not from his voice, but from his heart | |
| And of his soul | |
| All that I can be (is as close a man as he) | |
| All that I create (to his soul that I emulate) | |
| Until one day I’m sure to find | |
| A long-lost name I’ve left behind myself |
| zuo ci : Chris Martini | |
| zuo qu : Pat Sanders | |
| If I could just hear the secrets of your heart | |
| I could, I would find the melody | |
| I could dress the part | |
| Or even paint my face | |
| Singing songs in rhymes | |
| The words they interlace | |
| Would you think me a fool, or cry insanity? | |
| The children gather round | |
| To watch the minstrel dance | |
| The colours and music blind | |
| Holding eyes in trance | |
| Swaying backward, forward | |
| Rejoicing vanity | |
| He lets his arms embrace you in the serenade | |
| But look for where you go, you walk the fool' s parade | |
| You let go, you dance | |
| You' d give anything while given the chance | |
| Watch where they go | |
| You' d be losing the lot if you don' t catch the show | |
| From his heart, he sings | |
| From the depths of his soul comes a spark of dreams | |
| Watch where he goes | |
| You' ll be losing the chance to redeem your soul | |
| Does he hold the key? | |
| Can he set me free? | |
| Mending hearts with melody | |
| One last look is all it takes | |
| To claim your spirit, | |
| Music raptures, numbing sadness | |
| Can' t you won' t you give yourself to me? | |
| Fading sadness, passing fleeting | |
| Rhythm charming, lifetime wander, | |
| Breathless dreaming, turning magic, | |
| Phantom healing, | |
| Whence from this man takes my pain? | |
| He has no other way | |
| And life is but song in the park | |
| Some may look the other way | |
| For the song in our hearts | |
| If we could only see the world | |
| Through his eyes, through his songs | |
| The way he sees | |
| Can you hear the melodies? | |
| Not from his voice, but from his heart | |
| And of his soul | |
| All that I can be is as close a man as he | |
| All that I create to his soul that I emulate | |
| Until one day I' m sure to find | |
| A longlost name I' ve left behind myself |
| zuò cí : Chris Martini | |
| zuò qǔ : Pat Sanders | |
| If I could just hear the secrets of your heart | |
| I could, I would find the melody | |
| I could dress the part | |
| Or even paint my face | |
| Singing songs in rhymes | |
| The words they interlace | |
| Would you think me a fool, or cry insanity? | |
| The children gather round | |
| To watch the minstrel dance | |
| The colours and music blind | |
| Holding eyes in trance | |
| Swaying backward, forward | |
| Rejoicing vanity | |
| He lets his arms embrace you in the serenade | |
| But look for where you go, you walk the fool' s parade | |
| You let go, you dance | |
| You' d give anything while given the chance | |
| Watch where they go | |
| You' d be losing the lot if you don' t catch the show | |
| From his heart, he sings | |
| From the depths of his soul comes a spark of dreams | |
| Watch where he goes | |
| You' ll be losing the chance to redeem your soul | |
| Does he hold the key? | |
| Can he set me free? | |
| Mending hearts with melody | |
| One last look is all it takes | |
| To claim your spirit, | |
| Music raptures, numbing sadness | |
| Can' t you won' t you give yourself to me? | |
| Fading sadness, passing fleeting | |
| Rhythm charming, lifetime wander, | |
| Breathless dreaming, turning magic, | |
| Phantom healing, | |
| Whence from this man takes my pain? | |
| He has no other way | |
| And life is but song in the park | |
| Some may look the other way | |
| For the song in our hearts | |
| If we could only see the world | |
| Through his eyes, through his songs | |
| The way he sees | |
| Can you hear the melodies? | |
| Not from his voice, but from his heart | |
| And of his soul | |
| All that I can be is as close a man as he | |
| All that I create to his soul that I emulate | |
| Until one day I' m sure to find | |
| A longlost name I' ve left behind myself |
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