Song | You Let Me Go |
Artist | Alchemista |
Album | We All Go Someday |
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作词 : Caroline White | |
作曲 : Caroline White | |
[Verse One] | |
... You gave me life..........beyond the hill, | |
...Sold me the riches of the wayside green, | |
...A parent’s heart..........a parent’s will, | |
....I left you drifting in a southern breeze, | |
And I remember now, | |
You..... let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were fall.....ing, | |
You said, “Don’t you die in duty’s calling”. | |
[Verse Two] | |
Days I clung to homeward shores, | |
Lost in the frenzy of the shifting tide, | |
You pulled me back to safety’s course, | |
And worked your magic to make all things right, | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were turning, | |
You said, “Don’t you die in duty’s yearning.... | |
[Middle Eight] | |
...Live a life worth telling, | |
..Sew a seed worth selling | |
Do a good deed and remember me, | |
Be a maker and shaker, | |
.....A giver and taker, | |
Hold on to things we can grasp for free, | |
....Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
...Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
...Make some good from this life, my child”. | |
[Verse Three ] | |
When the mists came to town, | |
You tried to trap me in your fading song, | |
But too ambitious and too young, | |
I did my best but never stayed to long | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were falling, | |
You said, “Don’t you die in duty’s calling.... | |
[Middle Eight Two ] | |
Live a life worth telling, | |
Be a soul worth selling | |
Go the extra mile and remember why, | |
And life is a river, | |
Be a firm forgiver, | |
Just let those banks go sailing by, | |
Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
Make some good from this life, my child”. | |
[Outro] | |
And I remember now, ......you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
And I remember now, ......you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... | |
I remember now..... I remember now.........[Verse One] | |
... You gave me life..........beyond the hill, | |
...Sold me the riches of the wayside green, | |
...A parent’s heart..........a parent’s will, | |
....I left you drifting in a southern breeze, | |
And I remember now, | |
You..... let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were fall.....ing, | |
You said, “Don’t you die in duty’s calling”. | |
[Verse Two] | |
Days I clung to homeward shores, | |
Lost in the frenzy of the shifting tide, | |
You pulled me back to safety’s course, | |
And worked your magic to make all things right, | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were turning, | |
You said, “Don’t you die in duty’s yearning.... | |
[Middle Eight] | |
...Live a life worth telling, | |
..Sew a seed worth selling | |
Do a good deed and remember me, | |
Be a maker and shaker, | |
.....A giver and taker, | |
Hold on to things we can grasp for free, | |
....Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
...Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
...Make some good from this life, my child”. | |
[Verse Three ] | |
When the mists came to town, | |
You tried to trap me in your fading song, | |
But too ambitious and too young, | |
I did my best but never stayed to long | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were falling, | |
You said, “Don’t you die in duty’s calling.... | |
[Middle Eight Two ] | |
Live a life worth telling, | |
Be a soul worth selling | |
Go the extra mile and remember why, | |
And life is a river, | |
Be a firm forgiver, | |
Just let those banks go sailing by, | |
Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
Make some good from this life, my child”. | |
[Outro] | |
And I remember now, ......you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
And I remember now, ......you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... |
zuo ci : Caroline White | |
zuo qu : Caroline White | |
Verse One | |
... You gave me life.......... beyond the hill, | |
... Sold me the riches of the wayside green, | |
... A parent' s heart.......... a parent' s will, | |
.... I left you drifting in a southern breeze, | |
And I remember now, | |
You..... let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were fall..... ing, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling". | |
Verse Two | |
Days I clung to homeward shores, | |
Lost in the frenzy of the shifting tide, | |
You pulled me back to safety' s course, | |
And worked your magic to make all things right, | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were turning, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s yearning.... | |
Middle Eight | |
... Live a life worth telling, | |
.. Sew a seed worth selling | |
Do a good deed and remember me, | |
Be a maker and shaker, | |
..... A giver and taker, | |
Hold on to things we can grasp for free, | |
.... Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
... Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
... Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Verse Three | |
When the mists came to town, | |
You tried to trap me in your fading song, | |
But too ambitious and too young, | |
I did my best but never stayed to long | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were falling, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling.... | |
Middle Eight Two | |
Live a life worth telling, | |
Be a soul worth selling | |
Go the extra mile and remember why, | |
And life is a river, | |
Be a firm forgiver, | |
Just let those banks go sailing by, | |
Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Outro | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... Verse One | |
... You gave me life.......... beyond the hill, | |
... Sold me the riches of the wayside green, | |
... A parent' s heart.......... a parent' s will, | |
.... I left you drifting in a southern breeze, | |
And I remember now, | |
You..... let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were fall..... ing, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling". | |
Verse Two | |
Days I clung to homeward shores, | |
Lost in the frenzy of the shifting tide, | |
You pulled me back to safety' s course, | |
And worked your magic to make all things right, | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were turning, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s yearning.... | |
Middle Eight | |
... Live a life worth telling, | |
.. Sew a seed worth selling | |
Do a good deed and remember me, | |
Be a maker and shaker, | |
..... A giver and taker, | |
Hold on to things we can grasp for free, | |
.... Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
... Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
... Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Verse Three | |
When the mists came to town, | |
You tried to trap me in your fading song, | |
But too ambitious and too young, | |
I did my best but never stayed to long | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were falling, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling.... | |
Middle Eight Two | |
Live a life worth telling, | |
Be a soul worth selling | |
Go the extra mile and remember why, | |
And life is a river, | |
Be a firm forgiver, | |
Just let those banks go sailing by, | |
Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Outro | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... |
zuò cí : Caroline White | |
zuò qǔ : Caroline White | |
Verse One | |
... You gave me life.......... beyond the hill, | |
... Sold me the riches of the wayside green, | |
... A parent' s heart.......... a parent' s will, | |
.... I left you drifting in a southern breeze, | |
And I remember now, | |
You..... let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were fall..... ing, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling". | |
Verse Two | |
Days I clung to homeward shores, | |
Lost in the frenzy of the shifting tide, | |
You pulled me back to safety' s course, | |
And worked your magic to make all things right, | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were turning, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s yearning.... | |
Middle Eight | |
... Live a life worth telling, | |
.. Sew a seed worth selling | |
Do a good deed and remember me, | |
Be a maker and shaker, | |
..... A giver and taker, | |
Hold on to things we can grasp for free, | |
.... Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
... Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
... Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Verse Three | |
When the mists came to town, | |
You tried to trap me in your fading song, | |
But too ambitious and too young, | |
I did my best but never stayed to long | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were falling, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling.... | |
Middle Eight Two | |
Live a life worth telling, | |
Be a soul worth selling | |
Go the extra mile and remember why, | |
And life is a river, | |
Be a firm forgiver, | |
Just let those banks go sailing by, | |
Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Outro | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... Verse One | |
... You gave me life.......... beyond the hill, | |
... Sold me the riches of the wayside green, | |
... A parent' s heart.......... a parent' s will, | |
.... I left you drifting in a southern breeze, | |
And I remember now, | |
You..... let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were fall..... ing, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling". | |
Verse Two | |
Days I clung to homeward shores, | |
Lost in the frenzy of the shifting tide, | |
You pulled me back to safety' s course, | |
And worked your magic to make all things right, | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were turning, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s yearning.... | |
Middle Eight | |
... Live a life worth telling, | |
.. Sew a seed worth selling | |
Do a good deed and remember me, | |
Be a maker and shaker, | |
..... A giver and taker, | |
Hold on to things we can grasp for free, | |
.... Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
... Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
... Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Verse Three | |
When the mists came to town, | |
You tried to trap me in your fading song, | |
But too ambitious and too young, | |
I did my best but never stayed to long | |
And I remember now, | |
You let me go before you called my caring heart, | |
Long before your leaves were falling, | |
You said, " Don' t you die in duty' s calling.... | |
Middle Eight Two | |
Live a life worth telling, | |
Be a soul worth selling | |
Go the extra mile and remember why, | |
And life is a river, | |
Be a firm forgiver, | |
Just let those banks go sailing by, | |
Run and play in those proud hills forever, | |
Seize the day with handfuls of heather, | |
And make some good from this conduct, | |
Make some good from this life, my child". | |
Outro | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
And I remember now, ...... you let me go before you clawed for my comfort......, | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... | |
I remember now..... I remember now......... |