On No Work Of Words Lyrics

[00:00.000]	作词 : Thomas, Williamson
[00:00.926]	on no work of words now for three lean months in the bloody
[00:09.210]	Belly of the rich year and the big purse of my body
[00:16.537]	I bitterly take to task my poverty and craft：
[00:32.354]	To take to give is all,return what is hungrily given
[00:41.105]	Puffing the pounds of manna up through the dew to heaven,
[00:48.642]	Tne lovely gift of the gab bangs back on a blind shaft.
[01:40.991]	To lift to leave from the treatures of man is pleasing death
[01:49.502]	That will rake at last all currencies of the marked breath
[01:57.759]	And count the taken,forsaken mysteries in a bad dark.
[02:48.838]	To surrender now is to pay expensive ogre twice.
[02:57.348]	Ancient woods of my blood,dash down to the nut of seas
[03:03.482]	If I take to burn or return this world which is each man's work.

[00:00.000]	zuo ci : Thomas, Williamson
[00:00.926]	on no work of words now for three lean months in the bloody
[00:09.210]	Belly of the rich year and the big purse of my body
[00:16.537]	I bitterly take to task my poverty and craft:
[00:32.354]	To take to give is all, return what is hungrily given
[00:41.105]	Puffing the pounds of manna up through the dew to heaven,
[00:48.642]	Tne lovely gift of the gab bangs back on a blind shaft.
[01:40.991]	To lift to leave from the treatures of man is pleasing death
[01:49.502]	That will rake at last all currencies of the marked breath
[01:57.759]	And count the taken, forsaken mysteries in a bad dark.
[02:48.838]	To surrender now is to pay expensive ogre twice.
[02:57.348]	Ancient woods of my blood, dash down to the nut of seas
[03:03.482]	If I take to burn or return this world which is each man' s work.

[00:00.000]	zuò cí : Thomas, Williamson
[00:00.926]	on no work of words now for three lean months in the bloody
[00:09.210]	Belly of the rich year and the big purse of my body
[00:16.537]	I bitterly take to task my poverty and craft:
[00:32.354]	To take to give is all, return what is hungrily given
[00:41.105]	Puffing the pounds of manna up through the dew to heaven,
[00:48.642]	Tne lovely gift of the gab bangs back on a blind shaft.
[01:40.991]	To lift to leave from the treatures of man is pleasing death
[01:49.502]	That will rake at last all currencies of the marked breath
[01:57.759]	And count the taken, forsaken mysteries in a bad dark.
[02:48.838]	To surrender now is to pay expensive ogre twice.
[02:57.348]	Ancient woods of my blood, dash down to the nut of seas
[03:03.482]	If I take to burn or return this world which is each man' s work.

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