| Song | Like A Summer Thursday |
| Artist | Townes Van Zandt |
| Album | Our Mother The Mountain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : VanZandt | |
| By townes van zandt | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| Fair and fine | |
| Her breath was morning | |
| Her lips were wine | |
| Her eyes were laughter | |
| Her touch divine | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| And she was mine | |
| If only she | |
| Could feel my pain | |
| But feelin' is a burden | |
| She can't sustain | |
| So like a summer thursday | |
| I cry for rain | |
| To come and turn | |
| The ground to green again | |
| If only she | |
| Could her my songs | |
| 'bout the empty difference | |
| 'tween the rights and wrongs | |
| Then i know that i | |
| Could stand alone | |
| As well as they | |
| Now that she's gone | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| Fair and fine | |
| Her breath was morning | |
| Her lips were wine | |
| Her eyes were laughter | |
| Her touch divine | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| And she was mine |
| zuo ci : VanZandt | |
| By townes van zandt | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| Fair and fine | |
| Her breath was morning | |
| Her lips were wine | |
| Her eyes were laughter | |
| Her touch divine | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| And she was mine | |
| If only she | |
| Could feel my pain | |
| But feelin' is a burden | |
| She can' t sustain | |
| So like a summer thursday | |
| I cry for rain | |
| To come and turn | |
| The ground to green again | |
| If only she | |
| Could her my songs | |
| ' bout the empty difference | |
| ' tween the rights and wrongs | |
| Then i know that i | |
| Could stand alone | |
| As well as they | |
| Now that she' s gone | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| Fair and fine | |
| Her breath was morning | |
| Her lips were wine | |
| Her eyes were laughter | |
| Her touch divine | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| And she was mine |
| zuò cí : VanZandt | |
| By townes van zandt | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| Fair and fine | |
| Her breath was morning | |
| Her lips were wine | |
| Her eyes were laughter | |
| Her touch divine | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| And she was mine | |
| If only she | |
| Could feel my pain | |
| But feelin' is a burden | |
| She can' t sustain | |
| So like a summer thursday | |
| I cry for rain | |
| To come and turn | |
| The ground to green again | |
| If only she | |
| Could her my songs | |
| ' bout the empty difference | |
| ' tween the rights and wrongs | |
| Then i know that i | |
| Could stand alone | |
| As well as they | |
| Now that she' s gone | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| Fair and fine | |
| Her breath was morning | |
| Her lips were wine | |
| Her eyes were laughter | |
| Her touch divine | |
| Her face was crystal | |
| And she was mine |