Song | Paekakariki Beach |
Artist | New Model Army |
Album | Eight |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sullivan | |
I saw you walking away from the battlefield | |
Through the clearing smoke to the other side | |
Lay down your weary head | |
And gazing up two ocean birds are wheeling, turning | |
Paekakariki Beach on the other side | |
By the green of the hills and the rolling tide | |
I lay down in the ashen sand | |
And high above the ocean birds | |
were wheeling, turning, circling, flying | |
And you have seen too much | |
Too many causes lost and won | |
The wild desires all drowned in the seven seas | |
And so we walk away from the battlefield | |
Through the clearing smoke to the other side | |
Lay down in the morning sun | |
and high above the ocean birds are | |
wheeling, turning, circling, flying... |
zuo ci : Sullivan | |
I saw you walking away from the battlefield | |
Through the clearing smoke to the other side | |
Lay down your weary head | |
And gazing up two ocean birds are wheeling, turning | |
Paekakariki Beach on the other side | |
By the green of the hills and the rolling tide | |
I lay down in the ashen sand | |
And high above the ocean birds | |
were wheeling, turning, circling, flying | |
And you have seen too much | |
Too many causes lost and won | |
The wild desires all drowned in the seven seas | |
And so we walk away from the battlefield | |
Through the clearing smoke to the other side | |
Lay down in the morning sun | |
and high above the ocean birds are | |
wheeling, turning, circling, flying... |
zuò cí : Sullivan | |
I saw you walking away from the battlefield | |
Through the clearing smoke to the other side | |
Lay down your weary head | |
And gazing up two ocean birds are wheeling, turning | |
Paekakariki Beach on the other side | |
By the green of the hills and the rolling tide | |
I lay down in the ashen sand | |
And high above the ocean birds | |
were wheeling, turning, circling, flying | |
And you have seen too much | |
Too many causes lost and won | |
The wild desires all drowned in the seven seas | |
And so we walk away from the battlefield | |
Through the clearing smoke to the other side | |
Lay down in the morning sun | |
and high above the ocean birds are | |
wheeling, turning, circling, flying... |