Alela Diane - Lady Divine
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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When the day, when the day falls to the line
At the end of my time
I call to the dark
"Take the bones off my back"
And I chant to the black
"You were my lady divine"
Cause my children are in hiding
Mortar and pestle they grind
Those songs whistled through white teeth
Do scuff the days
With songs for children to sing
Those songs whistled through white teeth
Do scuff the days
With songs for children to sing
When the chairs are tucked into the fading song
And the silver of their pores has grown long
They call to the dark
"Take the bones off my back"
And they chant to the black
"You were my lady divine"
And they glowed like a bitter wine in their bellies
cause the bones have been removed
from their hunched over backs
And their children are all grown now
Mortar and pestle they grind
Those songs whistled through white teeth
Still scuff the days
With songs for children to sing
Those songs whistled through white teeth
Still scuff the days
With songs for children to sing
Those songs for children to sing
编辑于2008/05/24更新

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Lullacry

简介： Lullacry在芬兰是一个真正的特例他们的音乐是全新的在当前的音乐领域他们是贴有彪悍的重型音乐标签的乐队之一 回到乐队早期当时他们叫Coarse当时他们发行了一张DEMO专辑Downwards并有机

[ti:Lady Divine]
[ar:Alela Diane]
[al:To Be Still]
[by: ]
[00:02.00]Alela Diane - Lady Divine
[00:04.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:06.00]@ @
[00:08.00]
[00:10.58]When the day, when the day falls to the line
[00:17.12]At the end of my time
[00:23.34]I call to the dark
[00:29.29]\"Take the bones off my back\"
[00:33.50]
[00:35.58]And I chant to the black
[00:41.40]\"You were my lady divine\"
[00:47.63]Cause my children are in hiding
[00:53.60]Mortar and pestle they grind
[00:59.48]
[01:00.42]Those songs whistled through white teeth
[01:06.26]Do scuff the days
[01:12.69]With songs for children to sing
[01:23.11]
[01:24.87]Those songs whistled through white teeth
[01:30.46]Do scuff the days
[01:37.09]With songs for children to sing
[01:47.86]
[02:13.50]When the chairs are tucked into the fading song
[02:19.82]And the silver of their pores has grown long
[02:26.23]They call to the dark
[02:32.26]\"Take the bones off my back\"
[02:36.45]
[02:38.34]And they chant to the black
[02:44.29]\"You were my lady divine\"
[02:50.93]And they glowed like a bitter wine in their bellies
[03:04.03]cause the bones have been removed
[03:09.62]from their hunched over backs
[03:15.14]And their children are all grown now
[03:22.11]Mortar and pestle they grind
[03:27.52]
[03:29.36]Those songs whistled through white teeth
[03:34.93]Still scuff the days
[03:41.51]With songs for children to sing
[03:51.97]
[03:54.01]Those songs whistled through white teeth
[03:59.70]Still scuff the days
[04:06.46]With songs for children to sing
[04:18.57]Those songs for children to sing
[04:30.99]

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