| Song | Poppy-Red |
| Artist | Richard Thompson |
| Album | Sweet Warrior |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Thompson | |
| Here my love used to lie | |
| Like a pearl by my side | |
| Everything sweet, everything so complete | |
| Now my love makes her bed | |
| Where poppies grow over her head | |
| There in a field, there in a field | |
| Warm and red - as the blood she shed | |
| Now everything is | |
| Poppy-redPoppy-red, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redThe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory | |
| She said, | |
| There's a wind that blows | |
| And where it blows from, who knows | |
| And if I don't go, | |
| I'll never know peace of mind' | |
| Now everything's upside down | |
| Everything's turned around | |
| She was my first, she was my last | |
| She was my friend until the end | |
| Now everything is | |
| Poppy-redPoppy-red, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redThe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory | |
| I'll always see her that way | |
| Dressed in the red, white and grey | |
| Slowly she turned, slowly she turned | |
| Into the rain and walked away | |
| Now everything is | |
| Poppy-redPoppy-red, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redthe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory |
| zuo ci : Thompson | |
| Here my love used to lie | |
| Like a pearl by my side | |
| Everything sweet, everything so complete | |
| Now my love makes her bed | |
| Where poppies grow over her head | |
| There in a field, there in a field | |
| Warm and red as the blood she shed | |
| Now everything is | |
| PoppyredPoppyred, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redThe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory | |
| She said, | |
| There' s a wind that blows | |
| And where it blows from, who knows | |
| And if I don' t go, | |
| I' ll never know peace of mind' | |
| Now everything' s upside down | |
| Everything' s turned around | |
| She was my first, she was my last | |
| She was my friend until the end | |
| Now everything is | |
| PoppyredPoppyred, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redThe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory | |
| I' ll always see her that way | |
| Dressed in the red, white and grey | |
| Slowly she turned, slowly she turned | |
| Into the rain and walked away | |
| Now everything is | |
| PoppyredPoppyred, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redthe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory |
| zuò cí : Thompson | |
| Here my love used to lie | |
| Like a pearl by my side | |
| Everything sweet, everything so complete | |
| Now my love makes her bed | |
| Where poppies grow over her head | |
| There in a field, there in a field | |
| Warm and red as the blood she shed | |
| Now everything is | |
| PoppyredPoppyred, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redThe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory | |
| She said, | |
| There' s a wind that blows | |
| And where it blows from, who knows | |
| And if I don' t go, | |
| I' ll never know peace of mind' | |
| Now everything' s upside down | |
| Everything' s turned around | |
| She was my first, she was my last | |
| She was my friend until the end | |
| Now everything is | |
| PoppyredPoppyred, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redThe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory | |
| I' ll always see her that way | |
| Dressed in the red, white and grey | |
| Slowly she turned, slowly she turned | |
| Into the rain and walked away | |
| Now everything is | |
| PoppyredPoppyred, everything is | |
| Poppy redIn loving memoryeverything is | |
| Poppy redPoppy red, everything is | |
| Poppy redthe gifts she gave to mein loving memory, memory |