Song | Fireroses Dance |
Artist | Vanden Plas |
Album | Christ 0 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kuntz, Werno | |
One day, when the fires eat the lands | |
And the widows start to dance | |
Then it shows all the beauty | |
In just one day | |
Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
Too late | |
See the beauty of the world | |
For a second just a glance | |
One day when the fire roses dance | |
One day when I am crying for this song | |
Now it's written to the end | |
I could save all their children | |
In just one day | |
Why is it ever too late | |
And why is it ever too late | |
See the beauty of the world | |
In a clear vermilion sky | |
One day feels like indian summer | |
Lose the beauty of the world | |
So in common with the dying | |
One day | |
When the flame of innocence | |
Lets the fire roses dance | |
Missa ignis, missa ultoris | |
Missa presteris et saltatus | |
See the beauty of the world | |
In a clear vermilion sky | |
One day, one day | |
Plant the trees to cut them down | |
Burn my city to the ground | |
Count seconds - steal the time | |
Waste your words to build a rhyme | |
For all holes in me to fill | |
I need the newborn lives to... | |
Pray my true amens | |
After fire roses dance |
zuo ci : Kuntz, Werno | |
One day, when the fires eat the lands | |
And the widows start to dance | |
Then it shows all the beauty | |
In just one day | |
Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
Too late | |
See the beauty of the world | |
For a second just a glance | |
One day when the fire roses dance | |
One day when I am crying for this song | |
Now it' s written to the end | |
I could save all their children | |
In just one day | |
Why is it ever too late | |
And why is it ever too late | |
See the beauty of the world | |
In a clear vermilion sky | |
One day feels like indian summer | |
Lose the beauty of the world | |
So in common with the dying | |
One day | |
When the flame of innocence | |
Lets the fire roses dance | |
Missa ignis, missa ultoris | |
Missa presteris et saltatus | |
See the beauty of the world | |
In a clear vermilion sky | |
One day, one day | |
Plant the trees to cut them down | |
Burn my city to the ground | |
Count seconds steal the time | |
Waste your words to build a rhyme | |
For all holes in me to fill | |
I need the newborn lives to... | |
Pray my true amens | |
After fire roses dance |
zuò cí : Kuntz, Werno | |
One day, when the fires eat the lands | |
And the widows start to dance | |
Then it shows all the beauty | |
In just one day | |
Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
Why is it ever too late and why, is it ever | |
Too late | |
See the beauty of the world | |
For a second just a glance | |
One day when the fire roses dance | |
One day when I am crying for this song | |
Now it' s written to the end | |
I could save all their children | |
In just one day | |
Why is it ever too late | |
And why is it ever too late | |
See the beauty of the world | |
In a clear vermilion sky | |
One day feels like indian summer | |
Lose the beauty of the world | |
So in common with the dying | |
One day | |
When the flame of innocence | |
Lets the fire roses dance | |
Missa ignis, missa ultoris | |
Missa presteris et saltatus | |
See the beauty of the world | |
In a clear vermilion sky | |
One day, one day | |
Plant the trees to cut them down | |
Burn my city to the ground | |
Count seconds steal the time | |
Waste your words to build a rhyme | |
For all holes in me to fill | |
I need the newborn lives to... | |
Pray my true amens | |
After fire roses dance |