Song | Desert Rose |
Artist | Sting |
Album | Brand New Day |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:03] | sting - desert rose |
[00:11] | |
[00:34] | (阿拉伯语) |
[00:50] | |
[00:51] | I dream of rain |
[00:56] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[01:00] | I wake in pain |
[01:04] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[01:08] | I dream of fire |
[01:13] | Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire |
[01:17] | And in the flames |
[01:21] | Her shadows play in the shape of a mans desire |
[01:25] | This desert rose |
[01:30] | Each of her veils a secret promise |
[01:34] | This desert flower |
[01:38] | No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this |
[01:42] | And as she turns |
[01:47] | This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams |
[01:51] | This fire burns |
[01:55] | I realise that nothings as it seems |
[02:00] | I dream of rain |
[02:04] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[02:08] | I wake in pain |
[02:12] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[02:17] | I dream of rain |
[02:21] | I lift my gaze to empty skies above |
[02:25] | I close my eyes, this rare perfume |
[02:29] | Is the sweet intoxication of her love |
[02:37] | |
[02:42] | |
[03:09] | I dream of rain |
[03:13] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[03:17] | I wake in pain |
[03:21] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[03:26] | Sweet desert rose |
[03:30] | Each of her veils, a secret promise |
[03:34] | This desert flower |
[03:37] | No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this |
[03:43] | Sweet desert rose |
[03:47] | This memory of Eden haunts us all |
[03:51] | This desert flower,this rare perfume |
[03:54] | Is the sweet intoxication of the fall |
[04:04] | |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Sting |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Sting |
[00:03] | sting desert rose |
[00:11] | |
[00:34] | a la bo yu |
[00:50] | |
[00:51] | I dream of rain |
[00:56] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[01:00] | I wake in pain |
[01:04] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[01:08] | I dream of fire |
[01:13] | Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire |
[01:17] | And in the flames |
[01:21] | Her shadows play in the shape of a mans desire |
[01:25] | This desert rose |
[01:30] | Each of her veils a secret promise |
[01:34] | This desert flower |
[01:38] | No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this |
[01:42] | And as she turns |
[01:47] | This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams |
[01:51] | This fire burns |
[01:55] | I realise that nothings as it seems |
[02:00] | I dream of rain |
[02:04] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[02:08] | I wake in pain |
[02:12] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[02:17] | I dream of rain |
[02:21] | I lift my gaze to empty skies above |
[02:25] | I close my eyes, this rare perfume |
[02:29] | Is the sweet intoxication of her love |
[02:37] | |
[02:42] | |
[03:09] | I dream of rain |
[03:13] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[03:17] | I wake in pain |
[03:21] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[03:26] | Sweet desert rose |
[03:30] | Each of her veils, a secret promise |
[03:34] | This desert flower |
[03:37] | No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this |
[03:43] | Sweet desert rose |
[03:47] | This memory of Eden haunts us all |
[03:51] | This desert flower, this rare perfume |
[03:54] | Is the sweet intoxication of the fall |
[04:04] | |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Sting |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Sting |
[00:03] | sting desert rose |
[00:11] | |
[00:34] | a lā bó yǔ |
[00:50] | |
[00:51] | I dream of rain |
[00:56] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[01:00] | I wake in pain |
[01:04] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[01:08] | I dream of fire |
[01:13] | Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire |
[01:17] | And in the flames |
[01:21] | Her shadows play in the shape of a mans desire |
[01:25] | This desert rose |
[01:30] | Each of her veils a secret promise |
[01:34] | This desert flower |
[01:38] | No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this |
[01:42] | And as she turns |
[01:47] | This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams |
[01:51] | This fire burns |
[01:55] | I realise that nothings as it seems |
[02:00] | I dream of rain |
[02:04] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[02:08] | I wake in pain |
[02:12] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[02:17] | I dream of rain |
[02:21] | I lift my gaze to empty skies above |
[02:25] | I close my eyes, this rare perfume |
[02:29] | Is the sweet intoxication of her love |
[02:37] | |
[02:42] | |
[03:09] | I dream of rain |
[03:13] | I dream of gardens in the desert sand |
[03:17] | I wake in pain |
[03:21] | I dream of love as time runs through my hand |
[03:26] | Sweet desert rose |
[03:30] | Each of her veils, a secret promise |
[03:34] | This desert flower |
[03:37] | No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this |
[03:43] | Sweet desert rose |
[03:47] | This memory of Eden haunts us all |
[03:51] | This desert flower, this rare perfume |
[03:54] | Is the sweet intoxication of the fall |
[04:04] | |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Sting |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Sting |