Song | Grace and Pride |
Artist | Capercaillie |
Album | Dusk Till Dawn: The Best of Capercallie |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lunny | |
Water lapping round my knees | |
Golden sand beneath my feet | |
Would mean a lot to me | |
There's very little you can say | |
To make those feelings go away | |
Till you take me | |
There's nothing more that I prefer | |
To see the boys and the girls | |
Step it out with grace and pride | |
As honesty flows by their side | |
I cannot run from times hard pressed | |
To become embittered, dispossessed | |
Just like some do | |
And maybe some place I can find | |
Where wheel and heart become entwined | |
Like I hope to | |
And nothing matters more to you | |
To sit and sing a song that's true | |
The first one there and last to leave | |
Sweet memories for you to keep | |
No easy lesson for me to learn | |
Just close those eyes of mock concern | |
And halt your rush to be sincere | |
There's more in life for you to fear | |
There's nothing more that I prefer | |
To see the boys and the girls | |
Step it out with grace and pride | |
As honesty flows by their side | |
And nothing matters more to you | |
To sit and sing a song that's true | |
The first one there and last to leave | |
Sweet memories for you to keep |
zuo ci : Lunny | |
Water lapping round my knees | |
Golden sand beneath my feet | |
Would mean a lot to me | |
There' s very little you can say | |
To make those feelings go away | |
Till you take me | |
There' s nothing more that I prefer | |
To see the boys and the girls | |
Step it out with grace and pride | |
As honesty flows by their side | |
I cannot run from times hard pressed | |
To become embittered, dispossessed | |
Just like some do | |
And maybe some place I can find | |
Where wheel and heart become entwined | |
Like I hope to | |
And nothing matters more to you | |
To sit and sing a song that' s true | |
The first one there and last to leave | |
Sweet memories for you to keep | |
No easy lesson for me to learn | |
Just close those eyes of mock concern | |
And halt your rush to be sincere | |
There' s more in life for you to fear | |
There' s nothing more that I prefer | |
To see the boys and the girls | |
Step it out with grace and pride | |
As honesty flows by their side | |
And nothing matters more to you | |
To sit and sing a song that' s true | |
The first one there and last to leave | |
Sweet memories for you to keep |
zuò cí : Lunny | |
Water lapping round my knees | |
Golden sand beneath my feet | |
Would mean a lot to me | |
There' s very little you can say | |
To make those feelings go away | |
Till you take me | |
There' s nothing more that I prefer | |
To see the boys and the girls | |
Step it out with grace and pride | |
As honesty flows by their side | |
I cannot run from times hard pressed | |
To become embittered, dispossessed | |
Just like some do | |
And maybe some place I can find | |
Where wheel and heart become entwined | |
Like I hope to | |
And nothing matters more to you | |
To sit and sing a song that' s true | |
The first one there and last to leave | |
Sweet memories for you to keep | |
No easy lesson for me to learn | |
Just close those eyes of mock concern | |
And halt your rush to be sincere | |
There' s more in life for you to fear | |
There' s nothing more that I prefer | |
To see the boys and the girls | |
Step it out with grace and pride | |
As honesty flows by their side | |
And nothing matters more to you | |
To sit and sing a song that' s true | |
The first one there and last to leave | |
Sweet memories for you to keep |