the trees 'cause my forest was burning I couldn't see the bridges for the fire in my eyes They sold me the view from the hill Sold me the view from the hill
译文: 鱼. 日落山.
译文: 马里利恩. 日落山.
always knew That I would run to you Somewhere there's children playing, somewhere far away Running with open arms to greet me Over the hill, the sunset
This town goes down at sunset When the hills start turnin' red The streets roll up at eight o'clock Everybody goes off to bed Everybody goes off to bed
Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose The more y'all breathe shit the more I moves It's Hill Street, this is hardcore
Cowboy Well, I'm packin' up my game an' I'm a head out west Where real women come equipped with scripts an' fake breasts Find a nest in the hills, chill
like a candle in the wind Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in And your footsteps will always fall here along England's greenest hills Your
store, stick you up Take you to the balcony, pick you up So you can look at the city, while I'm diggin' ya kitty Then we drive into the sunset, pull
dough to blow Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow Way up in them Tallie Hills, burnin' like the sunset A ***
Troppo, gone troppo, troppo It's time you know I gone troppo Quite like you ain't seen a sunset Could be living in Rain Hill? Sun hot, you don't got
It's a late, cool, autumn evening And the sunset melts into night With a V-twin throbbing beneath me And my head is spinning alright Well, Ritchie and
around in the breeze You can lay out on a blanket by the lake Drink a cold beer, polish off another day Kick on back and watch the sky turn red A sunset ain't a sunset
garden rows with her bare feet laughin' I never learned to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my disasters I walk on down the hill through
far That's where I'll be looking, wherever you are Looking elsewhere from the sky to the ground From the sea to the sunset, from the hill to the town
old town looks the same. And if the church is there beside the river, could I go back and find where Momma lays? Does life still go to sleep just after sunset
closer to you All the knocks upon your door Footsteps falling on your floor All the shipwrecks on your shore Mean nothing to me All the crooks on Capitol Hill
