Song | Dark The Night |
Artist | Sandy Denny |
Album | Listen, Listen - An Introduction To Sandy Denny |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Denny | |
Love, oh don't we know how can the river flow | |
Without you. | |
Warming like the sand upon the land. | |
How can we doubt you? | |
Dark to me the night and dim the morning light | |
Tomorrow. | |
How can we not see the simple melody | |
Of sorrow? | |
Oh to be with you, oh to see them through | |
Those days when we think you are gone, | |
They are so lonesome, and so long. | |
What shall we do? | |
Parting comes to soon, my weary tune | |
Has lost its pleasure. | |
Waiting for the time, this lonely wine | |
Has lost its treasure. | |
Dark to me the night and dim the morning light | |
Tomorrow. | |
How can we not see the simple melody | |
Of sorrow? | |
Oh to be with you, oh to see them through | |
These days when we think you are gone, | |
They are so lonesome, and so long. | |
What shall i do? |
zuo ci : Denny | |
Love, oh don' t we know how can the river flow | |
Without you. | |
Warming like the sand upon the land. | |
How can we doubt you? | |
Dark to me the night and dim the morning light | |
Tomorrow. | |
How can we not see the simple melody | |
Of sorrow? | |
Oh to be with you, oh to see them through | |
Those days when we think you are gone, | |
They are so lonesome, and so long. | |
What shall we do? | |
Parting comes to soon, my weary tune | |
Has lost its pleasure. | |
Waiting for the time, this lonely wine | |
Has lost its treasure. | |
Dark to me the night and dim the morning light | |
Tomorrow. | |
How can we not see the simple melody | |
Of sorrow? | |
Oh to be with you, oh to see them through | |
These days when we think you are gone, | |
They are so lonesome, and so long. | |
What shall i do? |
zuò cí : Denny | |
Love, oh don' t we know how can the river flow | |
Without you. | |
Warming like the sand upon the land. | |
How can we doubt you? | |
Dark to me the night and dim the morning light | |
Tomorrow. | |
How can we not see the simple melody | |
Of sorrow? | |
Oh to be with you, oh to see them through | |
Those days when we think you are gone, | |
They are so lonesome, and so long. | |
What shall we do? | |
Parting comes to soon, my weary tune | |
Has lost its pleasure. | |
Waiting for the time, this lonely wine | |
Has lost its treasure. | |
Dark to me the night and dim the morning light | |
Tomorrow. | |
How can we not see the simple melody | |
Of sorrow? | |
Oh to be with you, oh to see them through | |
These days when we think you are gone, | |
They are so lonesome, and so long. | |
What shall i do? |