| Song | Wretched Wilbur |
| Artist | Sandy Denny |
| Album | Sandy Denny (Complete Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Sandy Denny |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Sandy Denny |
| [00:00.000] | The summer was the reason |
| [00:03.886] | Why it took so long to see |
| [00:07.341] | That even if I do possess |
| [00:11.687] | Some seeds of honesty, |
| [00:15.030] | There is no garden, |
| [00:17.291] | So how come I have no land? |
| [00:20.875] | I shall be waiting here awhile |
| [00:25.594] | To see what comes to hand. |
| [00:30.109] | Misers mise and compromise; |
| [00:39.183] | I know what I have seen. |
| [00:42.654] | The wanderers are in the east; |
| [00:46.633] | That's where I should have been. |
| [00:49.682] | But I did not go there; |
| [00:52.687] | I couldn't find the way. |
| [00:56.578] | I do believe I made a try, |
| [01:00.625] | But I really couldn't say. |
| [01:05.319] | Oh, that wretched Wilbur, |
| [01:13.376] | He keeps ploughing up the land. |
| [01:17.945] | He fights the battle thoughtfully |
| [01:21.941] | With roses in his hands. |
| [01:24.448] | But where is the fight now? |
| [01:28.170] | So play us your merry song. |
| [01:31.985] | The autumn, it has blown away, |
| [01:36.105] | And the winter, it is long |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Sandy Denny |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Sandy Denny |
| [00:00.000] | The summer was the reason |
| [00:03.886] | Why it took so long to see |
| [00:07.341] | That even if I do possess |
| [00:11.687] | Some seeds of honesty, |
| [00:15.030] | There is no garden, |
| [00:17.291] | So how come I have no land? |
| [00:20.875] | I shall be waiting here awhile |
| [00:25.594] | To see what comes to hand. |
| [00:30.109] | Misers mise and compromise |
| [00:39.183] | I know what I have seen. |
| [00:42.654] | The wanderers are in the east |
| [00:46.633] | That' s where I should have been. |
| [00:49.682] | But I did not go there |
| [00:52.687] | I couldn' t find the way. |
| [00:56.578] | I do believe I made a try, |
| [01:00.625] | But I really couldn' t say. |
| [01:05.319] | Oh, that wretched Wilbur, |
| [01:13.376] | He keeps ploughing up the land. |
| [01:17.945] | He fights the battle thoughtfully |
| [01:21.941] | With roses in his hands. |
| [01:24.448] | But where is the fight now? |
| [01:28.170] | So play us your merry song. |
| [01:31.985] | The autumn, it has blown away, |
| [01:36.105] | And the winter, it is long |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Sandy Denny |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Sandy Denny |
| [00:00.000] | The summer was the reason |
| [00:03.886] | Why it took so long to see |
| [00:07.341] | That even if I do possess |
| [00:11.687] | Some seeds of honesty, |
| [00:15.030] | There is no garden, |
| [00:17.291] | So how come I have no land? |
| [00:20.875] | I shall be waiting here awhile |
| [00:25.594] | To see what comes to hand. |
| [00:30.109] | Misers mise and compromise |
| [00:39.183] | I know what I have seen. |
| [00:42.654] | The wanderers are in the east |
| [00:46.633] | That' s where I should have been. |
| [00:49.682] | But I did not go there |
| [00:52.687] | I couldn' t find the way. |
| [00:56.578] | I do believe I made a try, |
| [01:00.625] | But I really couldn' t say. |
| [01:05.319] | Oh, that wretched Wilbur, |
| [01:13.376] | He keeps ploughing up the land. |
| [01:17.945] | He fights the battle thoughtfully |
| [01:21.941] | With roses in his hands. |
| [01:24.448] | But where is the fight now? |
| [01:28.170] | So play us your merry song. |
| [01:31.985] | The autumn, it has blown away, |
| [01:36.105] | And the winter, it is long |