Song | Sixteenth Century Greensleeves - Live |
Artist | Rainbow |
Album | Colour Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blackmore, Dio | |
It's only been an hour | |
Since he locked her in the tower | |
The time has come | |
He must be undone | |
By the morning | |
Many times before | |
The tyrant's opened up the door | |
Someone cries | |
Still we close our eyes | |
Not again | |
Meet me when the sun is in the western sky | |
The fighting must begin before another someone dies | |
Crossbows in the firelight | |
Greensleeves waving | |
Mad men raving | |
Through the shattered night, yeah | |
Flames are getting higher | |
Make it leap unto the spire | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We shall dance around the fire | |
No more night | |
We have seen the light | |
Let it shine on bright | |
Hang him higher, higher | |
(Sixteenth century greensleeves) | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We shall dance around, around the fire | |
No more night | |
We have seen the light | |
Let it shine on bright | |
Hang him higher, higher | |
Put a man on the fire | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We're going to dance around the fire, the fire, the fire | |
There's no more night |
zuo ci : Blackmore, Dio | |
It' s only been an hour | |
Since he locked her in the tower | |
The time has come | |
He must be undone | |
By the morning | |
Many times before | |
The tyrant' s opened up the door | |
Someone cries | |
Still we close our eyes | |
Not again | |
Meet me when the sun is in the western sky | |
The fighting must begin before another someone dies | |
Crossbows in the firelight | |
Greensleeves waving | |
Mad men raving | |
Through the shattered night, yeah | |
Flames are getting higher | |
Make it leap unto the spire | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We shall dance around the fire | |
No more night | |
We have seen the light | |
Let it shine on bright | |
Hang him higher, higher | |
Sixteenth century greensleeves | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We shall dance around, around the fire | |
No more night | |
We have seen the light | |
Let it shine on bright | |
Hang him higher, higher | |
Put a man on the fire | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We' re going to dance around the fire, the fire, the fire | |
There' s no more night |
zuò cí : Blackmore, Dio | |
It' s only been an hour | |
Since he locked her in the tower | |
The time has come | |
He must be undone | |
By the morning | |
Many times before | |
The tyrant' s opened up the door | |
Someone cries | |
Still we close our eyes | |
Not again | |
Meet me when the sun is in the western sky | |
The fighting must begin before another someone dies | |
Crossbows in the firelight | |
Greensleeves waving | |
Mad men raving | |
Through the shattered night, yeah | |
Flames are getting higher | |
Make it leap unto the spire | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We shall dance around the fire | |
No more night | |
We have seen the light | |
Let it shine on bright | |
Hang him higher, higher | |
Sixteenth century greensleeves | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We shall dance around, around the fire | |
No more night | |
We have seen the light | |
Let it shine on bright | |
Hang him higher, higher | |
Put a man on the fire | |
Drawbridge down | |
Cut it to the ground | |
We' re going to dance around the fire, the fire, the fire | |
There' s no more night |