Song | Seventh Sea |
Artist | Dougie MacLean |
Album | Inside the Thunder |
作曲 : Dougie MacLean | |
作词 : Dougie MacLean | |
Let me find out where we’ve landed, somehow this doesn’t seem so right | |
We could be lost we could be stranded in the darkness of the night | |
And I don’t see the broad horizon, don’t feel the warmth of the sun | |
Which makes it all the more surprising when you think on where we’ve come | |
We sailed the seventh sea | |
To touch the distant shore | |
But the truths we have to tell | |
Have all been told before | |
Let me fix that broken anchor, that worn rope was sure to fail | |
And I never got the chance to thank her before we all set sail | |
And will we reach that final promise? will all our hopes and dreams remain? | |
Now that the storm is up and on us will we ever meet again | |
Sometimes it’s hard to find the reason, sometimes it’s hard to feel the joy | |
As with every passing season we watch the girl and boy | |
And to be strong is to be grateful, and to be great is oft times small | |
But in the place that’s fear and hateful O it’s love that leads us all |
zuò qǔ : Dougie MacLean | |
zuò cí : Dougie MacLean | |
Let me find out where we' ve landed, somehow this doesn' t seem so right | |
We could be lost we could be stranded in the darkness of the night | |
And I don' t see the broad horizon, don' t feel the warmth of the sun | |
Which makes it all the more surprising when you think on where we' ve come | |
We sailed the seventh sea | |
To touch the distant shore | |
But the truths we have to tell | |
Have all been told before | |
Let me fix that broken anchor, that worn rope was sure to fail | |
And I never got the chance to thank her before we all set sail | |
And will we reach that final promise? will all our hopes and dreams remain? | |
Now that the storm is up and on us will we ever meet again | |
Sometimes it' s hard to find the reason, sometimes it' s hard to feel the joy | |
As with every passing season we watch the girl and boy | |
And to be strong is to be grateful, and to be great is oft times small | |
But in the place that' s fear and hateful O it' s love that leads us all |