Song | Caoin (Lament) |
Artist | The Tossers |
Album | Purgatory |
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作曲 : Duggins, Tossers | |
Sing homeland smile | |
Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while | |
Sing homeland smile | |
And give our motherland back her style | |
Not across an ocean, not across a sea | |
But in our own home town where you want to be | |
Past an armored car and a soldier you see | |
Sigh a breath now lift your strong voice up and sing | |
Release the pressure from your chest | |
Of the sadness of your friends now that you long for and miss | |
And although they may tell you you're not worth a wage | |
They can't restrict you from grieving in your own chosen way | |
Look up to the stars at the end of the day | |
And remember that we're here and it's a mystery | |
And remember the ones who have gone away | |
And accept a part of life now that we cannot curb or sway |
zuo qu : Duggins, Tossers | |
Sing homeland smile | |
Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while | |
Sing homeland smile | |
And give our motherland back her style | |
Not across an ocean, not across a sea | |
But in our own home town where you want to be | |
Past an armored car and a soldier you see | |
Sigh a breath now lift your strong voice up and sing | |
Release the pressure from your chest | |
Of the sadness of your friends now that you long for and miss | |
And although they may tell you you' re not worth a wage | |
They can' t restrict you from grieving in your own chosen way | |
Look up to the stars at the end of the day | |
And remember that we' re here and it' s a mystery | |
And remember the ones who have gone away | |
And accept a part of life now that we cannot curb or sway |
zuò qǔ : Duggins, Tossers | |
Sing homeland smile | |
Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while | |
Sing homeland smile | |
And give our motherland back her style | |
Not across an ocean, not across a sea | |
But in our own home town where you want to be | |
Past an armored car and a soldier you see | |
Sigh a breath now lift your strong voice up and sing | |
Release the pressure from your chest | |
Of the sadness of your friends now that you long for and miss | |
And although they may tell you you' re not worth a wage | |
They can' t restrict you from grieving in your own chosen way | |
Look up to the stars at the end of the day | |
And remember that we' re here and it' s a mystery | |
And remember the ones who have gone away | |
And accept a part of life now that we cannot curb or sway |