《Flanders Fields》歌词

[00:00:00] Flanders Fields - Humble Grumble

[00:00:01] Written by：Gabor Humble Voros

[00:00:41] This sad place wherein I stay

[00:00:45] Ignorance and torpidity

[00:00:49] And boredom holds it's lasting sway

[00:00:53] With unconcerned stupidity

[00:00:57] A land where old obedience sits

[00:01:01] Well filled with faith devoid of wits

[00:01:06] Where life became such dark decay

[00:01:10] And every thought delayed delayed

[00:01:14] Now ghosts of soldiers prowl the night

[00:01:19] Casting shadows on the light

[00:01:22] Of this now present peacetime day

[00:01:26] With memories of the battle fray

[00:01:30] Where veteran folks still pilgrimage

[00:01:34] To Flanders fields their thoughts engage

[00:01:38] Proud souls that joined the battle fray

[00:01:42] Whose every step

[00:01:44] Delayed delayed

[00:02:31] They sowed their country oats

[00:02:33] And they multiplied like goats

[00:02:36] And they stuffed their faces with roots and clay

[00:02:41] And they reaped as they sowed

[00:02:43] And they all built wooden boats

[00:02:46] Which they sailed around their little lake

[00:04:32] By name Loard the golds

[00:04:34] You to the senkole they're golds

[00:04:37] If you other knows of pure plant

[00:04:42] They whats you road the time

[00:04:44] Want to my blacks a mind

[00:04:47] Now tool

[00:04:49] To be second page

[00:04:51] Look the channel truth