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Bring Back

Keren Ann
2016-03-253:09 นาทีมีเวลา LRC

"Bring Back" เป็นเพลงของ Keren Ann, 2016, Pop ความยาว 3:09, 36 lines / 216 words

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0:17Bring back my eldest
0:21Before my heart is withered
0:25He's a fighter and a winner
0:29A falling legend in the mirror
0:33He will spoil the hungry beast
0:36Till the flag is raised and the fire is ceased
0:40He'll sway and sway until he's creased
0:43And saved before the senior priest
0:48Like a rebel
1:04Bring back my second
1:08For he is left handed
1:12He don't know the rule of thumb
1:15The artillery the rolling drum
1:19Crafted for the right hand wrist
1:23Of the worthy knights with their clenching fist
1:27Not for my boy who's callow lips
1:30Have never yet been truly kissed
1:35By a lover
1:51Bring back my third
1:55Before his skin is burnt
1:58He lives inside an ancient soul
2:02Deep in the mist of rock and roll
2:06Of love will be his deadly sin
2:10When the ships arrive and it's time to spin
2:13The heavy swords from the eastern winds
2:17In the holy name of the King of Kings
2:22Like a promise
2:38Bring back my youngest
2:42Before his eyes have seen
2:46Bedore his youth will go to waste
2:49Don't give him any truth to taste
2:53I want him riding back to me
2:56On the sandy shores of the southern sea
3:00Green and upspoiled as a child can be
3:04With open arms calling liberty
3:09Like his father
Bring back my eldest
Before my heart is withered
He's a fighter and a winner
A falling legend in the mirror
He will spoil the hungry beast
Till the flag is raised and the fire is ceased
He'll sway and sway until he's creased
And saved before the senior priest
Like a rebel
Bring back my second
For he is left handed
He don't know the rule of thumb
The artillery the rolling drum
Crafted for the right hand wrist
Of the worthy knights with their clenching fist
Not for my boy who's callow lips
Have never yet been truly kissed
By a lover
Bring back my third
Before his skin is burnt
He lives inside an ancient soul
Deep in the mist of rock and roll
Of love will be his deadly sin
When the ships arrive and it's time to spin
The heavy swords from the eastern winds
In the holy name of the King of Kings
Like a promise
Bring back my youngest
Before his eyes have seen
Bedore his youth will go to waste
Don't give him any truth to taste
I want him riding back to me
On the sandy shores of the southern sea
Green and upspoiled as a child can be
With open arms calling liberty
Like his father

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