Song | Dream Of The Archer |
Artist | Heart |
Album | Playlist: The Very Best Of Heart |
作词 : Fisher, Wilson, Wilson | |
Wayfaring warrior Soul - still wild | |
The archer stands | |
Arrow measured to the goal - sing of | |
Strong and living man | |
In his mind there is a vision wand'ring | |
Through the forest town | |
Telling of riches only given if through | |
The woods the way is found | |
Crying "ah! Beautiful dancers ...wake up | |
From your sleep! | |
Ahhh gentle romancers...drink of Love | |
So sweet!" | |
Treasure glowing in their eyes - Forest | |
Deepens dark their dream | |
"Keep to the pathway" he advise "the woods | |
Are more than they might seem" | |
"Heed you now the apparition bending never | |
Ending sounds | |
Call you into her mystery - are your eyes | |
Not sparkling now?" | |
Sighing "ahh! Take you no warning - | |
Make no foolish fight | |
Ahh, think not of morning - lie here | |
Through the Night!" | |
"Beauty take us!" they call "In my arms!" | |
They hear her say | |
Silken web falls - mist illusion rips away | |
"Helpless! Helpless!" now they scream | |
Helpless on the path he stands | |
And awakens from his dream singing string | |
Beneath his hand | |
Gentle archer ages old - release the aim | |
Free the goal | |
Roll your arrow to my Soul - release the aim | |
Free the goal |
zuò cí : Fisher, Wilson, Wilson | |
Wayfaring warrior Soul still wild | |
The archer stands | |
Arrow measured to the goal sing of | |
Strong and living man | |
In his mind there is a vision wand' ring | |
Through the forest town | |
Telling of riches only given if through | |
The woods the way is found | |
Crying " ah! Beautiful dancers ... wake up | |
From your sleep! | |
Ahhh gentle romancers... drink of Love | |
So sweet!" | |
Treasure glowing in their eyes Forest | |
Deepens dark their dream | |
" Keep to the pathway" he advise " the woods | |
Are more than they might seem" | |
" Heed you now the apparition bending never | |
Ending sounds | |
Call you into her mystery are your eyes | |
Not sparkling now?" | |
Sighing " ahh! Take you no warning | |
Make no foolish fight | |
Ahh, think not of morning lie here | |
Through the Night!" | |
" Beauty take us!" they call " In my arms!" | |
They hear her say | |
Silken web falls mist illusion rips away | |
" Helpless! Helpless!" now they scream | |
Helpless on the path he stands | |
And awakens from his dream singing string | |
Beneath his hand | |
Gentle archer ages old release the aim | |
Free the goal | |
Roll your arrow to my Soul release the aim | |
Free the goal |