Song | The Half-Remarkable Question |
Artist | The Incredible String Band |
Album | Wee Tam |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Williamson | |
Who moved the black castle | |
Who moved the white queen | |
When Gimmel and Daleth where standing between? | |
Out of the evening growing a veil | |
Pining for the pine woods that ached for the sail | |
There's something forgotten I want you to know | |
The freckles of rain are telling me so | |
O it's the old forgotten question | |
What is that we are part of? | |
What is it that we are? | |
And an elephant madness has covered the sun | |
The judge and the juries they play for the fun | |
They've torn up the roses and washed all the soap | |
And the martyr who marries them dares not elope | |
O it's the never realised question | |
O long O long e're yet my eyes | |
Braved the gates enormous fire | |
And the body folded 'round me | |
And the person in me grew | |
The flower and its petal | |
The root and its grasp | |
The earth and its bigness | |
The breath and its gasp | |
The mind and its motion | |
The foot and its move | |
The life and its pattern | |
The heart and its love | |
O it's the half-remarkable question. |
zuo ci : Williamson | |
Who moved the black castle | |
Who moved the white queen | |
When Gimmel and Daleth where standing between? | |
Out of the evening growing a veil | |
Pining for the pine woods that ached for the sail | |
There' s something forgotten I want you to know | |
The freckles of rain are telling me so | |
O it' s the old forgotten question | |
What is that we are part of? | |
What is it that we are? | |
And an elephant madness has covered the sun | |
The judge and the juries they play for the fun | |
They' ve torn up the roses and washed all the soap | |
And the martyr who marries them dares not elope | |
O it' s the never realised question | |
O long O long e' re yet my eyes | |
Braved the gates enormous fire | |
And the body folded ' round me | |
And the person in me grew | |
The flower and its petal | |
The root and its grasp | |
The earth and its bigness | |
The breath and its gasp | |
The mind and its motion | |
The foot and its move | |
The life and its pattern | |
The heart and its love | |
O it' s the halfremarkable question. |
zuò cí : Williamson | |
Who moved the black castle | |
Who moved the white queen | |
When Gimmel and Daleth where standing between? | |
Out of the evening growing a veil | |
Pining for the pine woods that ached for the sail | |
There' s something forgotten I want you to know | |
The freckles of rain are telling me so | |
O it' s the old forgotten question | |
What is that we are part of? | |
What is it that we are? | |
And an elephant madness has covered the sun | |
The judge and the juries they play for the fun | |
They' ve torn up the roses and washed all the soap | |
And the martyr who marries them dares not elope | |
O it' s the never realised question | |
O long O long e' re yet my eyes | |
Braved the gates enormous fire | |
And the body folded ' round me | |
And the person in me grew | |
The flower and its petal | |
The root and its grasp | |
The earth and its bigness | |
The breath and its gasp | |
The mind and its motion | |
The foot and its move | |
The life and its pattern | |
The heart and its love | |
O it' s the halfremarkable question. |