《Lorca’s Novena》歌词

[00:00:00] Lorca's Novena - The Pogues

[00:00:34] Ignacio lay dying in the sand

[00:00:42] A single red rose clutched in a dying hand

[00:00:50] The women wept to see their hero die

[00:00:58] And the big black birds gathered in the sky

[00:01:07] Mother of all our joys mother of all our sorrows

[00:01:11] Intercede with him tonight

[00:01:14] For all of our tomorrows

[00:01:21] The years went by and then the killers came

[00:01:29] And took the men and marched them

[00:01:32] Up the hill of pain

[00:01:37] And Lorca the faggot poet they left till last

[00:01:45] Blew his brains out with a pistol up his arse

[00:01:54] Mother of all our joys mother of all our sorrows

[00:01:58] Intercede with him tonight

[00:02:01] For all of our tomorrows

[00:02:24] The killers came to mutilate the dead

[00:02:32] But ran away in terror to search the town instead

[00:02:40] But Lorca's corpse as he had prophesied

[00:02:43] Just walked away

[00:02:48] And the only sound was the women

[00:02:51] In the chapel praying

[00:02:57] Mother of all our joys mother of all our sorrows

[00:03:01] Intercede with him tonight

[00:03:04] For all of our tomorrows