Song | Rhymes Of Goodbye |
Artist | Scott Walker |
Album | Five Easy Pieces |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Walker | |
I've come from far from chains, | |
From metal and stone, | |
From makeshift designs, | |
And seeking a star | |
To grab for the truth, | |
To keep myself warm, | |
I turn and it's gone, | |
You smile and it's born. | |
The rhymes of a woman's, | |
A river that never ends | |
The Rhymes of Dimension, | |
Surrounds us with fire and friends, | |
And roaring through darkness, | |
The Night children fly, | |
I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye | |
There's nothing within, | |
but within says a voice, | |
That's still my Empire, | |
And I've got a choice | |
Its healers of death, | |
It's still got a fire, | |
And I keep it burning, | |
With hands of desire | |
The bells of our senses, | |
Can cost us our pride, | |
Can toll out the boundaries, | |
That level our lives | |
Can slash like the sunlight, | |
Through shadows and cracks, | |
Our nakedness calling, | |
Our nakedness back | |
The rhyme of our passions, | |
Find beauty in loving love, | |
The rhyme of our madness, | |
Burn cities and push'n'shoves, | |
And roaring through darkness, | |
The Night children fly, | |
I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye |
zuo ci : Walker | |
I' ve come from far from chains, | |
From metal and stone, | |
From makeshift designs, | |
And seeking a star | |
To grab for the truth, | |
To keep myself warm, | |
I turn and it' s gone, | |
You smile and it' s born. | |
The rhymes of a woman' s, | |
A river that never ends | |
The Rhymes of Dimension, | |
Surrounds us with fire and friends, | |
And roaring through darkness, | |
The Night children fly, | |
I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye | |
There' s nothing within, | |
but within says a voice, | |
That' s still my Empire, | |
And I' ve got a choice | |
Its healers of death, | |
It' s still got a fire, | |
And I keep it burning, | |
With hands of desire | |
The bells of our senses, | |
Can cost us our pride, | |
Can toll out the boundaries, | |
That level our lives | |
Can slash like the sunlight, | |
Through shadows and cracks, | |
Our nakedness calling, | |
Our nakedness back | |
The rhyme of our passions, | |
Find beauty in loving love, | |
The rhyme of our madness, | |
Burn cities and push' n' shoves, | |
And roaring through darkness, | |
The Night children fly, | |
I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye |
zuò cí : Walker | |
I' ve come from far from chains, | |
From metal and stone, | |
From makeshift designs, | |
And seeking a star | |
To grab for the truth, | |
To keep myself warm, | |
I turn and it' s gone, | |
You smile and it' s born. | |
The rhymes of a woman' s, | |
A river that never ends | |
The Rhymes of Dimension, | |
Surrounds us with fire and friends, | |
And roaring through darkness, | |
The Night children fly, | |
I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye | |
There' s nothing within, | |
but within says a voice, | |
That' s still my Empire, | |
And I' ve got a choice | |
Its healers of death, | |
It' s still got a fire, | |
And I keep it burning, | |
With hands of desire | |
The bells of our senses, | |
Can cost us our pride, | |
Can toll out the boundaries, | |
That level our lives | |
Can slash like the sunlight, | |
Through shadows and cracks, | |
Our nakedness calling, | |
Our nakedness back | |
The rhyme of our passions, | |
Find beauty in loving love, | |
The rhyme of our madness, | |
Burn cities and push' n' shoves, | |
And roaring through darkness, | |
The Night children fly, | |
I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye |