| Song | Valley Song |
| Artist | Michael Hoppé |
| Album | The Lover: The Love Poetry of Carl Sandburg |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Sandburg |
| [00:00.03] | Valley Song |
| [00:01.49] | |
| [00:03.20] | Your eyes and the valley are memories. |
| [00:06.34] | Your eyes fire and the valley a bowl. |
| [00:10.02] | It was here a moonrise crept over the timberline. |
| [00:13.75] | It was here we turned the coffee cups upside down. |
| [00:17.38] | And your eyes and the moon swept the valley. |
| [00:20.41] | |
| [00:22.26] | I will see you again tomorrow. |
| [00:25.40] | I will see you again in a million years. |
| [00:29.66] | I will never know your dark eyes again. |
| [00:33.03] | These are three ghosts I keep. |
| [00:36.79] | These are three sumach-red dogs I run with. |
| [00:40.85] | |
| [00:41.56] | All of it wraps and knots to a riddle: |
| [00:45.68] | I have the moon, the timberline, and you. |
| [00:50.48] | All three are gone — and I keep all three. |
| [00:55.74] | |
| [00:57.65] | Carl Sandburg |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Sandburg |
| [00:00.03] | Valley Song |
| [00:01.49] | |
| [00:03.20] | Your eyes and the valley are memories. |
| [00:06.34] | Your eyes fire and the valley a bowl. |
| [00:10.02] | It was here a moonrise crept over the timberline. |
| [00:13.75] | It was here we turned the coffee cups upside down. |
| [00:17.38] | And your eyes and the moon swept the valley. |
| [00:20.41] | |
| [00:22.26] | I will see you again tomorrow. |
| [00:25.40] | I will see you again in a million years. |
| [00:29.66] | I will never know your dark eyes again. |
| [00:33.03] | These are three ghosts I keep. |
| [00:36.79] | These are three sumachred dogs I run with. |
| [00:40.85] | |
| [00:41.56] | All of it wraps and knots to a riddle: |
| [00:45.68] | I have the moon, the timberline, and you. |
| [00:50.48] | All three are gone and I keep all three. |
| [00:55.74] | |
| [00:57.65] | Carl Sandburg |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Sandburg |
| [00:00.03] | Valley Song |
| [00:01.49] | |
| [00:03.20] | Your eyes and the valley are memories. |
| [00:06.34] | Your eyes fire and the valley a bowl. |
| [00:10.02] | It was here a moonrise crept over the timberline. |
| [00:13.75] | It was here we turned the coffee cups upside down. |
| [00:17.38] | And your eyes and the moon swept the valley. |
| [00:20.41] | |
| [00:22.26] | I will see you again tomorrow. |
| [00:25.40] | I will see you again in a million years. |
| [00:29.66] | I will never know your dark eyes again. |
| [00:33.03] | These are three ghosts I keep. |
| [00:36.79] | These are three sumachred dogs I run with. |
| [00:40.85] | |
| [00:41.56] | All of it wraps and knots to a riddle: |
| [00:45.68] | I have the moon, the timberline, and you. |
| [00:50.48] | All three are gone and I keep all three. |
| [00:55.74] | |
| [00:57.65] | Carl Sandburg |