Song | I've Lived Here Before |
Artist | The Waterboys |
Album | Universal Hall |
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作词 : OMaonlai, Scott | |
I've lived here before in days of old | |
I recognise these buildings in my soul | |
I know each winding road | |
And every rise | |
Is friendly and familiar to my eyes | |
I've lived here before I do believe | |
I have rejoiced in these fields and I've grieved | |
I can feel it in my blood | |
That I belong | |
To this strange and stony rock I stand upon | |
Yet I cannot put a name upon it | |
I cannot place the time | |
Nor see the land as it once was | |
Nor tell which house was mine | |
No I cannot put a name upon it | |
Which was where and when | |
Yet here I am | |
A perfect stranger | |
Home again | |
There's confusion in my head as I depart | |
But a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart | |
For beyond all time and space and doubt | |
I know | |
I've lived here before | |
Long ago |
zuo ci : OMaonlai, Scott | |
I' ve lived here before in days of old | |
I recognise these buildings in my soul | |
I know each winding road | |
And every rise | |
Is friendly and familiar to my eyes | |
I' ve lived here before I do believe | |
I have rejoiced in these fields and I' ve grieved | |
I can feel it in my blood | |
That I belong | |
To this strange and stony rock I stand upon | |
Yet I cannot put a name upon it | |
I cannot place the time | |
Nor see the land as it once was | |
Nor tell which house was mine | |
No I cannot put a name upon it | |
Which was where and when | |
Yet here I am | |
A perfect stranger | |
Home again | |
There' s confusion in my head as I depart | |
But a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart | |
For beyond all time and space and doubt | |
I know | |
I' ve lived here before | |
Long ago |
zuò cí : OMaonlai, Scott | |
I' ve lived here before in days of old | |
I recognise these buildings in my soul | |
I know each winding road | |
And every rise | |
Is friendly and familiar to my eyes | |
I' ve lived here before I do believe | |
I have rejoiced in these fields and I' ve grieved | |
I can feel it in my blood | |
That I belong | |
To this strange and stony rock I stand upon | |
Yet I cannot put a name upon it | |
I cannot place the time | |
Nor see the land as it once was | |
Nor tell which house was mine | |
No I cannot put a name upon it | |
Which was where and when | |
Yet here I am | |
A perfect stranger | |
Home again | |
There' s confusion in my head as I depart | |
But a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart | |
For beyond all time and space and doubt | |
I know | |
I' ve lived here before | |
Long ago |