PJ Harvey《All Souls》歌词
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作曲 : PJ Harvey A carnival, a flesh farewell. Hiessens rising from the dead. Wyman-Elvis! Calls our gurrel, And counts the ash to where he bled: At the first a crimson mist, At the second sleeplessness. At the third a broken tryst, At the fourth, lwonesomeness. Gawly in the sweethearts leaves. Gawly in the soldier's tears. As the Riddle river grieves: Wyman-Elvis disappears Only in a scrid of flesh Hooked upon the hart's-tongue fern, And only by her own gooseflesh Knows she somewhen he'll return. |
作曲 : PJ Harvey A carnival, a flesh farewell. Hiessens rising from the dead. Wyman-Elvis! Calls our gurrel, And counts the ash to where he bled: At the first a crimson mist, At the second sleeplessness. At the third a broken tryst, At the fourth, lwonesomeness. Gawly in the sweethearts leaves. Gawly in the soldier's tears. As the Riddle river grieves: Wyman-Elvis disappears Only in a scrid of flesh Hooked upon the hart's-tongue fern, And only by her own gooseflesh Knows she somewhen he'll return. |