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Tim Finn
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Young Mountain
作詞:Tim Finn, Mitchell Froom
I grew up, not looking down The shadow of a mountain fell upon my town A blueness in the distance Living in my memory
Now I climb the creaking stairs And walk upon a vanishing floor to get nowhere A little Mussolini screaming in my mind
History will tell you lies History will tell you lies Your dream is buried by the dust of ages
Time to sing a travel song For all the days that come and go As we move on
Erotic summer heat wave burring in my memory Travel over hills and plains See the hidden valley's golden grass aflame A mother tongue that licks away your secret fear
History will disappear History will disappear Your dream is buried by the dust of ages
Quite a load to carry Everything that we have done Searching my horizon for a glimpse of the millennium
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Hasn't been so very long We haven't even half begun To peter out
A version of the future Living in my mind Leaving it all behind
It hasn't all been done History will tell you lies All who fall shall cry
Your dream is buried by the dust of ages On the Young Mountain all four winds flow From the Young Mountain wild rivers flow History will disappear
On the Young Mountain, a path unwinds On the Young Mountain, who falls shall climb Climb the Young Mountain Cross the first river, swim the new sea
On the Young Mountain, all four winds will blow Leaving it all behind From the Young Mountain, wild rivers flow History will tell you lies
On the Young Mountain, who falls shall climb On the Young Mountain, all four winds will blow From the Young Mountain, wild rivers flow
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