Song | Autumn Redemption |
Artist | Michael Hoppé |
Album | How Do I Love Thee |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : George William Daly |
[00:04.00] | |
[00:13.72] | Why, in my dreams, do you lay in autumn’s bowered leaves |
[00:19.94] | And can you still bring the singing wind with only love’s ancient memory? |
[00:27.11] | Where was that time? And how in the graying years of time forgotten, |
[00:32.93] | I ask, does any other love drive the down but our love? |
[00:39.58] | Still quiet runs the ancient brook where our love once played in the browning fall; |
[00:45.95] | And redemption lies far away in the cloudy skies. |
[00:51.16] | And still I listen, as the songs of trees, |
[00:56.01] | Sung with solemn autumn grace, |
[00:58.53] | Where the ghosts of Winter danged with us, |
[01:02.37] | Repeat and repeat to your memory. |
[01:07.01] |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : George William Daly |
[00:04.00] | |
[00:13.72] | Why, in my dreams, do you lay in autumn' s bowered leaves |
[00:19.94] | And can you still bring the singing wind with only love' s ancient memory? |
[00:27.11] | Where was that time? And how in the graying years of time forgotten, |
[00:32.93] | I ask, does any other love drive the down but our love? |
[00:39.58] | Still quiet runs the ancient brook where our love once played in the browning fall |
[00:45.95] | And redemption lies far away in the cloudy skies. |
[00:51.16] | And still I listen, as the songs of trees, |
[00:56.01] | Sung with solemn autumn grace, |
[00:58.53] | Where the ghosts of Winter danged with us, |
[01:02.37] | Repeat and repeat to your memory. |
[01:07.01] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : George William Daly |
[00:04.00] | |
[00:13.72] | Why, in my dreams, do you lay in autumn' s bowered leaves |
[00:19.94] | And can you still bring the singing wind with only love' s ancient memory? |
[00:27.11] | Where was that time? And how in the graying years of time forgotten, |
[00:32.93] | I ask, does any other love drive the down but our love? |
[00:39.58] | Still quiet runs the ancient brook where our love once played in the browning fall |
[00:45.95] | And redemption lies far away in the cloudy skies. |
[00:51.16] | And still I listen, as the songs of trees, |
[00:56.01] | Sung with solemn autumn grace, |
[00:58.53] | Where the ghosts of Winter danged with us, |
[01:02.37] | Repeat and repeat to your memory. |
[01:07.01] |