Song | Such A Small Love |
Artist | Scott Walker |
Album | Boy Child: 67-70 |
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作词 : Walker | |
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning | |
Flowers and my body feels like lead | |
Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today | |
Hammers from striking nails into clay | |
Her face penetrates the blue gray morning | |
Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear | |
Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear | |
That summer was stolen away | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear | |
You would laugh so loud | |
If you could see us here | |
With my one suit | |
Badly pressed and worn | |
Like a child left | |
In the world alone | |
He speaks I don't hear a word he's saying | |
Hang on to the pine trees and the snow | |
Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand | |
They'll help you get by for a while | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear | |
Is this all that's left | |
On your cheek so pale | |
His shallow half lit eyes | |
His rotted teeth grown on | |
Our drunken madman nights | |
Ending up in jail | |
Midnight mornings | |
Drenched in day-glo red | |
Words colliding | |
Things we left unsaid | |
Perfumed pillows | |
Girls that clung so near | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear |
zuo ci : Walker | |
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning | |
Flowers and my body feels like lead | |
Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today | |
Hammers from striking nails into clay | |
Her face penetrates the blue gray morning | |
Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear | |
Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear | |
That summer was stolen away | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear | |
You would laugh so loud | |
If you could see us here | |
With my one suit | |
Badly pressed and worn | |
Like a child left | |
In the world alone | |
He speaks I don' t hear a word he' s saying | |
Hang on to the pine trees and the snow | |
Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand | |
They' ll help you get by for a while | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear | |
Is this all that' s left | |
On your cheek so pale | |
His shallow half lit eyes | |
His rotted teeth grown on | |
Our drunken madman nights | |
Ending up in jail | |
Midnight mornings | |
Drenched in dayglo red | |
Words colliding | |
Things we left unsaid | |
Perfumed pillows | |
Girls that clung so near | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear |
zuò cí : Walker | |
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning | |
Flowers and my body feels like lead | |
Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today | |
Hammers from striking nails into clay | |
Her face penetrates the blue gray morning | |
Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear | |
Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear | |
That summer was stolen away | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear | |
You would laugh so loud | |
If you could see us here | |
With my one suit | |
Badly pressed and worn | |
Like a child left | |
In the world alone | |
He speaks I don' t hear a word he' s saying | |
Hang on to the pine trees and the snow | |
Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand | |
They' ll help you get by for a while | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear | |
Is this all that' s left | |
On your cheek so pale | |
His shallow half lit eyes | |
His rotted teeth grown on | |
Our drunken madman nights | |
Ending up in jail | |
Midnight mornings | |
Drenched in dayglo red | |
Words colliding | |
Things we left unsaid | |
Perfumed pillows | |
Girls that clung so near | |
Such a small love | |
Such a little tear |