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Waters Of March (Aguas de Março)
作词:Antonio Carlos Jobim
A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road It's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun It is night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun
The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush The knot of the wood, the song of the thrush The wood of the wind, the cliff, a fall A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all
It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope It's a beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope And the river bank talks of the waters of March It's the end of the strain, it's the joy in your heart
The foot, the ground, the flesh and the bone The beat of the road, a slingshot's stone A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light The shot of the gun in the dead of the night
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump It's a girl, it's a rhyme, it's a cold, it's the mumps The plan of the house, the body in bed And the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud
A float, a drift, a flight, a wing A cock, a quail, oh, the promise of spring And the river bank talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart And the river bank talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 A point, a grain, a bee, a bite A blink, a buzzard, a sudden stroke of night A pin, a needle, a sting, a pain A snail, a riddle, a wasp, a stain, hey
A snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe A fish, a flash, a silvery glow The bed of the well, the end of the line The dismay on the face, it's a loss, it's a find
A spear, a spike, a point, a nail A drip, drip, drip, a drop, drop, drop, the end of the day And the river bank talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life in your heart, in your heart The river bank talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
And the river bank talks of the waters of March It's the promise of joy in your heart The end of the road, a little alone
A sliver of glass, a life, the sun A night, a death, the end of the run And the river bank talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
The waters of March The river bank talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
The waters of March
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