| Song | Blue Pail Fever |
| Artist | Woven Hand |
| Album | Woven Hand |
| 作曲 : E. | |
| thy will be done here on this highway in every house and field | |
| I pray all in meekness yield aided by want among stranger people to disgrace so soon | |
| I've come drift like sleep into the hotel montana lay low for thy names sake el matador louisiana full of bulls blood and what not coarse jest to a tight knot you are not acquainted with your own heart frozen prayer upon my lips inside the blood runs hot he was reviled yet he reviled not like a voice in an empty house breath your breath and speak to me speak to me it's a dry leaf that shivers on the branch what matter if the wind cast it down with a ruthless hand cause we remember always that it took place forever thy kingdom come in whosoever |
| zuò qǔ : E. | |
| thy will be done here on this highway in every house and field | |
| I pray all in meekness yield aided by want among stranger people to disgrace so soon | |
| I' ve come drift like sleep into the hotel montana lay low for thy names sake el matador louisiana full of bulls blood and what not coarse jest to a tight knot you are not acquainted with your own heart frozen prayer upon my lips inside the blood runs hot he was reviled yet he reviled not like a voice in an empty house breath your breath and speak to me speak to me it' s a dry leaf that shivers on the branch what matter if the wind cast it down with a ruthless hand cause we remember always that it took place forever thy kingdom come in whosoever |