Turn Loose The Swans

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标题:Turn Loose The Swans

艺人:My Dying Bride

作词:My Dying Bride

节拍: ♩ = 94

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Track 1 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Track 2 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Track 5 - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
Percussion - 敲击乐器
Percussion - 敲击乐器

注释: Maybe incorrect bass drum... TAIP! N雛 l雓痂i ?????? I wanted to touch them all Perziureti, butinai pakeisti - rodos, kad skiriasi STAIGIAI UZTILDO Kopijavau, manau, kad nesiskiria, bet... Gal pabaiga siek tiek skiriasi Maybe wrong ending Gal pabaiga siek tiek skiriasi Gal pabaiga siek tiek skiriasi Gal pabaiga siek tiek skiriasi Kopijavau, manau, kad nesiskiria, bet... Last three drums - maybe other drums Not sure if these are the right drums Not sure if this is right... Probably wrong... Not sure if this is right Not sure if this is right Not sure if these are the right drums Not sure if this is right... Probably wrong... Not sure if these are the right drums Not sure if this is right... Probably wrong... Not sure if these are the right drums Probably wrong... Not sure if this is right... Probably wrong... Not sure if these are the right drums Not sure if this is right 6:02 - 6:04. Incorrect 6:34. Incorrect 6:34. Incorrect Bass drum? You burned my wings ?????? I wanted to touch them all Bass drums HERE Probably wrong Perziureti, butinai pakeisti - rodos, kad skiriasi STAIGIAI UZTILDO Here bass may be wrong DARYTI DARYTI ???????

标记: 44 0:53 TAISYTI 1:58 27 2:13 32 Kitas rifas 53 58 Kita rifa 3:51 Antra gitara groja kita Rodos, butinai taisyt Smuikas, ilgesne pauze 6:02 6:20 7:28 Turn loose 7:45 8:11 Pirmas rifas 8:37 9:01 9:15

歌词

作词: My Dying Bride

So little of what we observe, is the girl herself.
Elaborate, scented coiffers.
Adieu d'amour.
Vast is the heirs ballroom.
Let the rich give you presents.
Heaven pours from her throat, as she sings and as she dances.
The fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and dripping, playing in the air.
My mouth eager and wishing.
But I return to this nightingale.
Her hair all fiery red.
Deep it is and wild.
My weakness will be fed.
Boys whipped on the alter of diana, sometimes until they died.
The cunning wily merchant, and his four crippled horses.
Tales told in warlike manner.
The storyteller by the fire.
While musing deeply on this sight, the songster stirred my desire.
You are sweet and fine to listen to.
Long tresses about her neck.
Yet much is false.
This mighty evening, I've seen no face.
This is crushing me.
My quill it aches.
Turn loose the swans that drew my poets craft.
I'll dwell in desolate cities.
You burned my wings.
I leave this ode, splendid victorious through the carnage.
I wanted to touch them all.
I wanted to touch them all.

Turn Loose The Swans

winight 发表于 2014-10-25 14:59:24 |查看: 1136|回复: 0