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Richard Thompson( Richard & Linda Thompson )
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G Ethsemane
作詞:Richard Thompson
Among the headstones you played as boys Crypts and tombs like a roomful of toys Just up the river from a smoke and the noise Gethsemane
And there's war whoops and secret signs in the trees Estuary smells coming up on the breeze Oh, perfect endless days like these Oh, Gethsemane, ah, Gethsemane
Sailboat on the cadie, pushbike on the quay In your eyes there's fire, in your hand destiny Oh, be something, be something fine, fine
Just down the river into the noise and the smoke Being daring with the staring, uncaring folk Who laugh with you, laugh at you, you'll never get the joke Gethsemane
And they broke your spirit there in the marines Flushed your head down inside the latrines もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Frozen in your sacrament, derailed in your teens Never saw the enemy, oh, Gethsemane
And those bosses betrayed, soon let you go The fire in your eyes, how could they know Oh, be something, be something fine, fine
Now you've got your own boys, hell bent for leather Dead before they're 18 or bitter old men forever They never saw the halo moon rise over the river Of Gethsemane
Now there's a pain in your head, puts lead in your shoes Better get it seen to, it's going to be bad news How did the perfect world get so confused? Oh, Gethsemane, oh, Gethsemane
Who sucked out the freedom days without end Under the weight of it all you must bend Oh, be something, be something fine Be something, be something fine, fine, fine
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