笨小笨A Sharu歌词由Jealous Of The Birds演唱，出自专辑《Hinterland》，下面是《A Sharu》完整版歌词！
A Sharu歌词完整版
A Shárú - Jealous Of The Birds
When anger's a thistle with a jewel of a flower
And time is a medicine so sickly and sour
When I am a dog with my hackles raised high
When I look to the future with the sun in my eyes
I cannot lift the weight alone
And I've spent my life
Collecting stones collecting stones
Rush of a punishing gale
Hold fast oh my love
None can tear you from me
We have something to keep both our eyes on
When I haven't rehearsed every line in the play
And curl up with sorrow at the end of the day
When I stand like an ox and stare down the man
And resent any drift from the course that we planned
I cannot lift the weight alone
And I've spent my life
Collecting stones collecting stones
Rush of a punishing gale
Hold fast oh my love
None can tear you from me
We have something to keep both our eyes on
Rush of a punishing gale
Hold fast oh my love
None can tear you from me
We have something to keep both our eyes on
Come said my soul
Such verses for my body
Let us write for we are one
That should I after death invisibly return
Or long long hence in other spheres
There to some group of mates the chants resuming
Tallying earth's soil trees winds tumultuous waves
Ever with pleased smiles I may keep on
Ever and ever yet the verses owning
As first I here and now signing for body and soul
Set to them my name
Rush of a punishing gale
Hold fast oh my love
None can tear you from me
We have something to keep both our eyes on
Rush of a punishing gale
Hold fast oh my love
None can tear you from me
We have something to keep both our eyes on
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