Song | Celestial Horses |
Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
Album | Slice O Life: Bruce Cockburn Live Solo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cockburn | |
Here comes those silver celestial horses | |
Rays of the moon in the mountain air | |
I'm steeped in the steam of the last wild hot spring | |
Maybe I'm melting but | |
I don't care | |
There's darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
Tomorrow may be a hissing blowtorch | |
Maybe a silken sky shaken by the wind | |
The world's in the wake of those whispering horses | |
But there's always a pillar of cloud on the valley's rim | |
There's darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
Still river full of the depths of the candles | |
Burning for the free ones riding on the other shore | |
Even at the heart of these breathing shadows | |
You can feel us gathering at the door | |
There's darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
For me and for you |
zuo ci : Cockburn | |
Here comes those silver celestial horses | |
Rays of the moon in the mountain air | |
I' m steeped in the steam of the last wild hot spring | |
Maybe I' m melting but | |
I don' t care | |
There' s darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
Tomorrow may be a hissing blowtorch | |
Maybe a silken sky shaken by the wind | |
The world' s in the wake of those whispering horses | |
But there' s always a pillar of cloud on the valley' s rim | |
There' s darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
Still river full of the depths of the candles | |
Burning for the free ones riding on the other shore | |
Even at the heart of these breathing shadows | |
You can feel us gathering at the door | |
There' s darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
For me and for you |
zuò cí : Cockburn | |
Here comes those silver celestial horses | |
Rays of the moon in the mountain air | |
I' m steeped in the steam of the last wild hot spring | |
Maybe I' m melting but | |
I don' t care | |
There' s darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
Tomorrow may be a hissing blowtorch | |
Maybe a silken sky shaken by the wind | |
The world' s in the wake of those whispering horses | |
But there' s always a pillar of cloud on the valley' s rim | |
There' s darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
Still river full of the depths of the candles | |
Burning for the free ones riding on the other shore | |
Even at the heart of these breathing shadows | |
You can feel us gathering at the door | |
There' s darkness in the canyon | |
But the Light comes pounding through | |
For me and for you | |
For me and for you |