Song | Black Ships Ate The Sky |
Artist | Current 93 |
Album | Birdsong In The Empire |
作词 : Tibet | |
I had already seen | |
Black Ships ate the sky | |
I was sweet sixteen | |
The fences folded | |
And the trees surrounded | |
Black Ships in the sky | |
Devouring the clouds | |
And the thought came to me | |
Just sweet sixteen and full of night | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
And I looked up at the sleeping lion | |
Black Ships ate the sky | |
Colours untold | |
Kissing my eyes | |
To unmake myself | |
And to be unborn | |
To be unborn | |
And not to see | |
Black Ships in the sky | |
With their cypress night | |
Following in the wake | |
Of the churning rudders | |
Of Black Ships in the sky | |
Cartoon Messiahs became | |
Cartoon Destroyers | |
If I was unborn | |
I would have nothing to be grateful for | |
I would have never seen love | |
I would have never held cats | |
I would have never buried my friends | |
And prayed for their souls | |
In reddening churches | |
I would never have kissed | |
And I would never have wept | |
And I would never have seen | |
Black Ships eat the sky | |
And I would have been unborn | |
And not have seen circuses | |
Whilst watching the flowers | |
Rise flags made of atoms | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
Who will deliver me | |
From Black Ships in the sky? | |
Black Ships ate the sky | |
And I am unborn |
zuò cí : Tibet | |
I had already seen | |
Black Ships ate the sky | |
I was sweet sixteen | |
The fences folded | |
And the trees surrounded | |
Black Ships in the sky | |
Devouring the clouds | |
And the thought came to me | |
Just sweet sixteen and full of night | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
And I looked up at the sleeping lion | |
Black Ships ate the sky | |
Colours untold | |
Kissing my eyes | |
To unmake myself | |
And to be unborn | |
To be unborn | |
And not to see | |
Black Ships in the sky | |
With their cypress night | |
Following in the wake | |
Of the churning rudders | |
Of Black Ships in the sky | |
Cartoon Messiahs became | |
Cartoon Destroyers | |
If I was unborn | |
I would have nothing to be grateful for | |
I would have never seen love | |
I would have never held cats | |
I would have never buried my friends | |
And prayed for their souls | |
In reddening churches | |
I would never have kissed | |
And I would never have wept | |
And I would never have seen | |
Black Ships eat the sky | |
And I would have been unborn | |
And not have seen circuses | |
Whilst watching the flowers | |
Rise flags made of atoms | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
Who will deliver me from myself? | |
Who will deliver me | |
From Black Ships in the sky? | |
Black Ships ate the sky | |
And I am unborn |