Widow Weeds Lyrics

Song	Widow Weeds
Artist	Marc Almond
Album	Enchanted
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	作词 : Almond, McGee
	She draped herself in widow weeds
	Veil of black and buttoned sleeves
	Hid her face from the world
	A shadow where once had been a girl
	Her husband of past twenty years
	Had passed away leaving her in tears
	Heart full of the future's fears
	She kneels beside his grave
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, her friends all say
	"please stop your tears and throw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey"
	Then she did wail a chilling sound
	Beat her fists and hit the ground
	She moaned his name, she pulled her hair
	She chanted verse and muttered prayer
	How could a man so just, so good
	Leave her a widow like he could
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, her friends all say
	"please stop your tears and throw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey"
	And deep within chador of lace
	The deep etched sorrow on her face
	This madonna in her cowl of grief
	Subservient in her belief
	Then came the reading of the will
	Grief had hold within her still
	But unable to believe her ears
	She stopped her sobbing, halted tears
	Not a penny, not a pound
	No provision to be found
	Not a thought of recognition
	The will was read with cold precision
	Anger jumped up in her breast
	Well maybe this was for the best
	Even as the will was blessed
	She tore away her veil
	Tears of rage to tears of joy
	No more grief from death's envoy
	No more weeping, gnashing teeth
	No more prostrate with grief
	She thought he loved her
	So sure he loved her
	She thought he loved her
	So sure he loved her
	But all his treasure all his wealth
	Just signify love for himself
	Just signify love for himself
	The chador fell unto the earth
	Witness a woman's rebirth
	Witness a woman's rebirth
	She exorcised grief's ugly demon
	With a new found sense of freedom
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, now she can say
	She stopped her tears and threw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey

	zuo ci : Almond, McGee
	She draped herself in widow weeds
	Veil of black and buttoned sleeves
	Hid her face from the world
	A shadow where once had been a girl
	Her husband of past twenty years
	Had passed away leaving her in tears
	Heart full of the future' s fears
	She kneels beside his grave
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, her friends all say
	" please stop your tears and throw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey"
	Then she did wail a chilling sound
	Beat her fists and hit the ground
	She moaned his name, she pulled her hair
	She chanted verse and muttered prayer
	How could a man so just, so good
	Leave her a widow like he could
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, her friends all say
	" please stop your tears and throw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey"
	And deep within chador of lace
	The deep etched sorrow on her face
	This madonna in her cowl of grief
	Subservient in her belief
	Then came the reading of the will
	Grief had hold within her still
	But unable to believe her ears
	She stopped her sobbing, halted tears
	Not a penny, not a pound
	No provision to be found
	Not a thought of recognition
	The will was read with cold precision
	Anger jumped up in her breast
	Well maybe this was for the best
	Even as the will was blessed
	She tore away her veil
	Tears of rage to tears of joy
	No more grief from death' s envoy
	No more weeping, gnashing teeth
	No more prostrate with grief
	She thought he loved her
	So sure he loved her
	She thought he loved her
	So sure he loved her
	But all his treasure all his wealth
	Just signify love for himself
	Just signify love for himself
	The chador fell unto the earth
	Witness a woman' s rebirth
	Witness a woman' s rebirth
	She exorcised grief' s ugly demon
	With a new found sense of freedom
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, now she can say
	She stopped her tears and threw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey

	zuò cí : Almond, McGee
	She draped herself in widow weeds
	Veil of black and buttoned sleeves
	Hid her face from the world
	A shadow where once had been a girl
	Her husband of past twenty years
	Had passed away leaving her in tears
	Heart full of the future' s fears
	She kneels beside his grave
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, her friends all say
	" please stop your tears and throw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey"
	Then she did wail a chilling sound
	Beat her fists and hit the ground
	She moaned his name, she pulled her hair
	She chanted verse and muttered prayer
	How could a man so just, so good
	Leave her a widow like he could
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, her friends all say
	" please stop your tears and throw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey"
	And deep within chador of lace
	The deep etched sorrow on her face
	This madonna in her cowl of grief
	Subservient in her belief
	Then came the reading of the will
	Grief had hold within her still
	But unable to believe her ears
	She stopped her sobbing, halted tears
	Not a penny, not a pound
	No provision to be found
	Not a thought of recognition
	The will was read with cold precision
	Anger jumped up in her breast
	Well maybe this was for the best
	Even as the will was blessed
	She tore away her veil
	Tears of rage to tears of joy
	No more grief from death' s envoy
	No more weeping, gnashing teeth
	No more prostrate with grief
	She thought he loved her
	So sure he loved her
	She thought he loved her
	So sure he loved her
	But all his treasure all his wealth
	Just signify love for himself
	Just signify love for himself
	The chador fell unto the earth
	Witness a woman' s rebirth
	Witness a woman' s rebirth
	She exorcised grief' s ugly demon
	With a new found sense of freedom
	Where should be colour every day
	Just widow weeds, now she can say
	She stopped her tears and threw away
	Those widow weeds of black and grey

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