Song | Universal Hall |
Artist | The Waterboys |
Album | Universal Hall |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Scott, Wickham | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
In this library I could lose myself | |
Transports, gateways on every shelf | |
Dark words, bright words of ice and fire | |
As if an angel did descend and use the writer as a pen | |
For here are 'avalon of the heart' | |
'flight into freedom' | |
Macdonald's 'lilith' and 'fantastes' | |
Lewis's 'perelandra' | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
Come friend, let us climb the winding flights of stairs | |
Through the narrow door into the chamber bare | |
A single candle burns as we seat ourselves | |
Words take form in our minds and repeat themselves: | |
"my beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one" | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
Out here on the tower the air is cold and clear | |
The stars and moon are bright above us | |
A night wind whispers in our ears | |
And it loves us | |
And though your body weary is | |
In this grand canyon state of mind | |
If high stream of dreams and truth be told | |
And our intentions be entwined | |
Then from these high flung tower walls | |
Let healing grace and blessings fall | |
Over all this cracked and broken land | |
From northern crag to southern down | |
From universal hall to camden town | |
From city square to village green | |
From parliament to housing scheme | |
From iona to the hill of dreams | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world |
zuo ci : Scott, Wickham | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
In this library I could lose myself | |
Transports, gateways on every shelf | |
Dark words, bright words of ice and fire | |
As if an angel did descend and use the writer as a pen | |
For here are ' avalon of the heart' | |
' flight into freedom' | |
Macdonald' s ' lilith' and ' fantastes' | |
Lewis' s ' perelandra' | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
Come friend, let us climb the winding flights of stairs | |
Through the narrow door into the chamber bare | |
A single candle burns as we seat ourselves | |
Words take form in our minds and repeat themselves: | |
" my beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one" | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
Out here on the tower the air is cold and clear | |
The stars and moon are bright above us | |
A night wind whispers in our ears | |
And it loves us | |
And though your body weary is | |
In this grand canyon state of mind | |
If high stream of dreams and truth be told | |
And our intentions be entwined | |
Then from these high flung tower walls | |
Let healing grace and blessings fall | |
Over all this cracked and broken land | |
From northern crag to southern down | |
From universal hall to camden town | |
From city square to village green | |
From parliament to housing scheme | |
From iona to the hill of dreams | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world |
zuò cí : Scott, Wickham | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
In this library I could lose myself | |
Transports, gateways on every shelf | |
Dark words, bright words of ice and fire | |
As if an angel did descend and use the writer as a pen | |
For here are ' avalon of the heart' | |
' flight into freedom' | |
Macdonald' s ' lilith' and ' fantastes' | |
Lewis' s ' perelandra' | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
Come friend, let us climb the winding flights of stairs | |
Through the narrow door into the chamber bare | |
A single candle burns as we seat ourselves | |
Words take form in our minds and repeat themselves: | |
" my beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one | |
My beloved and I are one" | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world | |
Out here on the tower the air is cold and clear | |
The stars and moon are bright above us | |
A night wind whispers in our ears | |
And it loves us | |
And though your body weary is | |
In this grand canyon state of mind | |
If high stream of dreams and truth be told | |
And our intentions be entwined | |
Then from these high flung tower walls | |
Let healing grace and blessings fall | |
Over all this cracked and broken land | |
From northern crag to southern down | |
From universal hall to camden town | |
From city square to village green | |
From parliament to housing scheme | |
From iona to the hill of dreams | |
I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love | |
That it may be born again on another world |