There’s a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I’ve no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you’ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there’s a moon over bourbon street
It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
Now I can never show my face at noon
And you’ll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
I’ve the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
Oh you’ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there’s a moon over bourbon street
She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
She’s innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
How could I be this way when I pray to god above
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
Oh you’ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there’s a moon over bourbon street

Moon Over Bourbon Street歌词

Sting

简介： Sting是英国著名歌星，也曾是一名出色的摇滚乐手，无论作为Police乐队主唱还是后来的个人发展生涯，他都留下了很多经典歌曲。他几乎是英国乐坛长青树,他的音乐有着诗人的特色.他有很多不错的歌曲，都是

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[00:15.20]There’s a moon over bourbon street tonight
[00:21.53]I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
[00:30.46]I’ve no choice but to follow that call
[00:35.72]The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
[00:45.32]I pray everyday to be strong
[00:52.40]For I know what I do must be wrong
[01:00.69]Oh you’ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[01:08.09]While there’s a moon over bourbon street
[01:28.00]It was many years ago that I became what I am
[01:35.08]I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
[01:42.49]Now I can never show my face at noon
[01:49.07]And you’ll only see me walking by the light of the moon
[01:58.30]The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
[02:05.32]I’ve the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
[02:11.98]Oh you’ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[02:20.20]While there’s a moon over bourbon street
[02:28.76]She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans
[03:09.93]She’s innocent and young from a family of means
[03:17.34]I have stood many times outside her window at night
[03:24.12]To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
[03:33.48]How could I be this way when I pray to god above
[03:40.23]I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
[03:47.70]Oh you’ll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
[03:55.35]While there’s a moon over bourbon street