Pray God you can cope I stand outside this woman's work This woman's world Ooh, it's hard on the man Now his part is over Now starts the craft of the
Pray God you can cope. I stand outside this woman's work, This woman's world. Ooh, it's hard on the man, Now his part is over. Now starts the craft
译文: 富临配乐. 这个女人的工作[凯特布什].
译文: 凯特布什. 这个女人的工作.
Pray God you can cope. I stand outside this woman's work, This woman's world. Ooh, it's hard on the man, Now his part is over. Now starts the craft of
It is this that brings us together. It is this that brings us together. It's all right, darling, We can do this together. It's all right, darling
long, (We've been...) All night long. (We've been...) It works for me. It's you and me, babe, against the world. All night long It works for me. Let's
luck.) December will be magic again. Light the canDLe-lights To conjure Mr. Wilde Into the Silent Night. Ooh, it's quiet inside, Here in Oscar's
We were working secretly For the military. We only know in theory What we are doing: Music made for pleasure, Music made to thrill. It was music
s still a heart that's beating Though the clouds have come Maybe the sun will come out Maybe you'll be coming back 'Coz there's still a heart that's
I fell in love with a swan. My eyes were filled with feathers, He filled me with song, In the reedy river, In the reedy river. I in my boat long
YOWWW! Ha! We look to the left and to the right We need help but nobody's in sight Where is the man that we all need Well tell him he's to come and rescue
At evening's fall he watched me walk. His heart was mine. But my love was young, and felt The world was not cruel, but kind. Where Lagan's light fell
Je viens Comme un chat Par la nuit si noire. Tu attends, Et je tombe Dans tes ailes blanches, la-la-la... Et je vole, Et je coule Comme une plume
Put an end to every dream. When you're near, I fear you, And I forget myself. But not this time. Not this time. Not this time, baby, Not this time
Passing through air. You mix the stars with your arms. Walking through there. The doom of eternity balms. Skies of grey are not today. Oh! Don'
m holding the baby, She's ran-tanning constantly. She saw me coming for miles. She saw me open wide. Four o'clock And the key's in the lock. And she's
