The Deep Lyrics
| Song | The Deep |
| Artist | Alphaville |
| Album | Catching Rays On Giant |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Marian Gold | |
| 作曲 : Marian Gold/Martin Lister | |
| Deep in myself | |
| I hear you like a distant sound | |
| Emitted from a secret distant star | |
| Made out of yearning and of sweet desire | |
| Which I would never tire of listening to like gentle ocean surf | |
| Deep in myself you're buried like a hidden treasure | |
| Within a chest filled up with withered comforts | |
| On which I'm keeping ceaselessly my jelous eyes | |
| In glaring embers and in raging ire | |
| Deep in myself you're resting like a heavy stone | |
| That's dragging me into the bottom of a lake | |
| I'm sinking fast but never will | |
| I drown And up above | |
| I scry those little cockle boats | |
| They cross the sky with tenderly entangled lovers | |
| Deep in myself |
| zuo ci : Marian Gold | |
| zuo qu : Marian Gold Martin Lister | |
| Deep in myself | |
| I hear you like a distant sound | |
| Emitted from a secret distant star | |
| Made out of yearning and of sweet desire | |
| Which I would never tire of listening to like gentle ocean surf | |
| Deep in myself you' re buried like a hidden treasure | |
| Within a chest filled up with withered comforts | |
| On which I' m keeping ceaselessly my jelous eyes | |
| In glaring embers and in raging ire | |
| Deep in myself you' re resting like a heavy stone | |
| That' s dragging me into the bottom of a lake | |
| I' m sinking fast but never will | |
| I drown And up above | |
| I scry those little cockle boats | |
| They cross the sky with tenderly entangled lovers | |
| Deep in myself |
| zuò cí : Marian Gold | |
| zuò qǔ : Marian Gold Martin Lister | |
| Deep in myself | |
| I hear you like a distant sound | |
| Emitted from a secret distant star | |
| Made out of yearning and of sweet desire | |
| Which I would never tire of listening to like gentle ocean surf | |
| Deep in myself you' re buried like a hidden treasure | |
| Within a chest filled up with withered comforts | |
| On which I' m keeping ceaselessly my jelous eyes | |
| In glaring embers and in raging ire | |
| Deep in myself you' re resting like a heavy stone | |
| That' s dragging me into the bottom of a lake | |
| I' m sinking fast but never will | |
| I drown And up above | |
| I scry those little cockle boats | |
| They cross the sky with tenderly entangled lovers | |
| Deep in myself |
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