Song | Thundering In |
Artist | Dougie MacLean |
Album | Indigenous |
作词 : Maclean | |
You found chances in this place | |
To build upon your affluence and build upon your grace | |
You'd have come sooner if you'd known | |
Now you're brushing up the velvet and the beads upon your throne | |
You come thundering in | |
You come thundering in | |
You want and you're taking plenty | |
And all the things that we knew | |
You've plundered them through | |
And you'll drink till our cup is empty | |
Blindly thundering | |
Once the old ones used to meet | |
With stories told before the fire the whisky tasted sweet | |
You did not want them to be seen | |
Now you're polishing the vinyl and your video machine | |
You come thundering in | |
You come thundering in | |
You want and you're taking plenty | |
And all the things that we knew | |
You've plundered them through | |
And you'll drink till our cup is empty | |
Blindly thundering | |
How can you repay them for stealing their pride? | |
For stealing the place that they keep deep inside? | |
So you'll move these ancient stones | |
You'll cut away these green and spreading towers that have grown | |
And when we ask you where they've gone | |
Well, you polish your excuses for the made man must move on | |
You come thundering in | |
You come thundering in | |
You want and you're taking plenty | |
And all the things that we knew | |
You've plundered them through | |
And you'll drink till our cup is empty | |
Blindly thundering |
zuò cí : Maclean | |
You found chances in this place | |
To build upon your affluence and build upon your grace | |
You' d have come sooner if you' d known | |
Now you' re brushing up the velvet and the beads upon your throne | |
You come thundering in | |
You come thundering in | |
You want and you' re taking plenty | |
And all the things that we knew | |
You' ve plundered them through | |
And you' ll drink till our cup is empty | |
Blindly thundering | |
Once the old ones used to meet | |
With stories told before the fire the whisky tasted sweet | |
You did not want them to be seen | |
Now you' re polishing the vinyl and your video machine | |
You come thundering in | |
You come thundering in | |
You want and you' re taking plenty | |
And all the things that we knew | |
You' ve plundered them through | |
And you' ll drink till our cup is empty | |
Blindly thundering | |
How can you repay them for stealing their pride? | |
For stealing the place that they keep deep inside? | |
So you' ll move these ancient stones | |
You' ll cut away these green and spreading towers that have grown | |
And when we ask you where they' ve gone | |
Well, you polish your excuses for the made man must move on | |
You come thundering in | |
You come thundering in | |
You want and you' re taking plenty | |
And all the things that we knew | |
You' ve plundered them through | |
And you' ll drink till our cup is empty | |
Blindly thundering |