Song | World Before Columbus |
Artist | Suzanne Vega |
Album | Nine Objects Of Desire |
作曲 : Suzanne Vega | |
作词 : Vega | |
World Before Columbus | |
Suzanne Vega | |
If your love were taken from me | |
Every color would be black and white | |
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus | |
That's the day that I lose half my sight | |
If your life were taken from me | |
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground | |
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus | |
Sail to the edge and I'd be there looking down | |
Those men who lust for land | |
And for riches strange and new | |
Who love those trinkets of desire | |
Oh they never will have you | |
And they'll never know the gold | |
Or the copper in your hair | |
How could they weigh the worth | |
Of you so rare | |
If your love were taken from me | |
Every light that's bright would soon go dim | |
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus | |
Down the waterfall and I'd swim over the brim | |
Those men who lust for land | |
And for riches strange and new | |
Who love those trinkets of desire | |
Oh they never will have you | |
And they'll never know the gold | |
Or the copper in your hair | |
How could they weigh the worth | |
Of you so rare |
zuò qǔ : Suzanne Vega | |
zuò cí : Vega | |
World Before Columbus | |
Suzanne Vega | |
If your love were taken from me | |
Every color would be black and white | |
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus | |
That' s the day that I lose half my sight | |
If your life were taken from me | |
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground | |
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus | |
Sail to the edge and I' d be there looking down | |
Those men who lust for land | |
And for riches strange and new | |
Who love those trinkets of desire | |
Oh they never will have you | |
And they' ll never know the gold | |
Or the copper in your hair | |
How could they weigh the worth | |
Of you so rare | |
If your love were taken from me | |
Every light that' s bright would soon go dim | |
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus | |
Down the waterfall and I' d swim over the brim | |
Those men who lust for land | |
And for riches strange and new | |
Who love those trinkets of desire | |
Oh they never will have you | |
And they' ll never know the gold | |
Or the copper in your hair | |
How could they weigh the worth | |
Of you so rare |