Fields of Palestine - Seth Staton Watkins.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Pete St John/Seth Staton Watkins
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Pete St John
[00:00.000]By a lonely porter wall
[00:03.906]I heard a mother crying
[00:12.523]Wallady'all,they're taken you away
[00:20.158]For your dad threw them stones at the mighty Israeli drones
[00:28.912]Now an army truck lies waiting in the lane
[00:37.848]Low lie the fields of Palestine
[00:45.443]Where every spring the olive trees did bloom
[00:53.966]Our love was in the toil as we nurtured land and soil
[01:02.177]Now it's lonely round the fields of Palestine
[01:10.849]By a lonely prison wall
[01:14.873]I heard a young boy calling
[01:23.721]Nothing matters,mother,when you're free
[01:31.163]Against the soldiers taking our land I tried to take a stand
[01:39.836]Now I'm forced to suffer cold indignity
[01:48.680]Low lie the fields of Palestine
[01:56.493]Where every spring the olive trees did bloom
[02:05.087]Our love was in the toil as we nurtured land and soil
[02:13.059]Now it's lonely round the fields of Palestine
[02:21.968]By a lonely harbour wall she watched the last stars falling
[02:34.149]As the missiles lit up the evening sky
[02:42.362]Still in hope she dwells night and day
[02:46.614]For her kin she fervently prays
[02:51.059]It's so lonely round the fields of Palestine
[02:59.790]Low lie the fields of Palestine
[03:07.406]Where every spring the olive trees did bloom
[03:16.104]Our love was in the toil as we nurtured land and soil
[03:24.347]Now it's lonely round the fields of Palestine

文本歌词

作词 : Pete St John/Seth Staton Watkins
作曲 : Pete St John
By a lonely porter wall
I heard a mother crying
Wallady'all,they're taken you away
For your dad threw them stones at the mighty Israeli drones
Now an army truck lies waiting in the lane
Low lie the fields of Palestine
Where every spring the olive trees did bloom
Our love was in the toil as we nurtured land and soil
Now it's lonely round the fields of Palestine
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young boy calling
Nothing matters,mother,when you're free
Against the soldiers taking our land I tried to take a stand
Now I'm forced to suffer cold indignity
Low lie the fields of Palestine
Where every spring the olive trees did bloom
Our love was in the toil as we nurtured land and soil
Now it's lonely round the fields of Palestine
By a lonely harbour wall she watched the last stars falling
As the missiles lit up the evening sky
Still in hope she dwells night and day
For her kin she fervently prays
It's so lonely round the fields of Palestine
Low lie the fields of Palestine
Where every spring the olive trees did bloom
Our love was in the toil as we nurtured land and soil
Now it's lonely round the fields of Palestine