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[ti:Black Sunday Afternoon]
[ar:Anna Ternheim]
[al:Leaving On A Mayday]
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[00:00.000]女儿歌 - 周华健 (Emil Wakin Chau)
[00:01.090]词:周厚恩
[00:02.190]曲:周华健
[00:03.291]Anna Ternheim - Black Sunday Afternoon
[00:05.231]On the black sunday afternoon
[00:41.331]The sun is pale like the moon
[00:49.531]When you look to the sky
[00:52.091]Holy holy why
[00:55.151]All fades into blue
[00:58.831]On the black sunday afternoon
[01:03.671]No good time to walk alone
[01:08.231]On a bike riding home
[01:12.971]When you look to the sky
[01:15.341]Holy holy why
[01:18.581]All fades into blue
[01:22.201]On the black sunday afternoon
[01:31.621]Bad luck comes or just a car
[01:59.611]On the right side, hears a call
[02:04.001]And sees a blackbird flying low
[02:06.761]Above her head no mistletoe
[02:09.701]Nothing really moves
[02:13.091]On black sunday afternoons
[02:17.741]You wake up in a waterbed
[02:22.551]On the back of your head
[02:27.021]A lump and just a tiny hole
[02:29.851]Almost no light at all in here
[02:31.911]And when you call
[02:35.741]You can't hear your own voice at all
[03:08.631]They gather up, something's wrong
[03:13.121]They ask around, noone knows
[03:15.701]Have you been where the rivers cross
[03:20.121]By the water in the moss
[03:23.681]Nothing really moves
[03:26.991]On black sunday afternoons
[03:31.731]Sun's pale like the moon
[03:36.281]When you look to the sky
[03:41.031]Holy holy holy holy why
[03:46.771]All fades into blue
[03:50.321]On black sunday afternoons

文本歌词

女儿歌 - 周华健 (Emil Wakin Chau)
词:周厚恩
曲:周华健
Anna Ternheim - Black Sunday Afternoon
On the black sunday afternoon
The sun is pale like the moon
When you look to the sky
Holy holy why
All fades into blue
On the black sunday afternoon
No good time to walk alone
On a bike riding home
When you look to the sky
Holy holy why
All fades into blue
On the black sunday afternoon
Bad luck comes or just a car
On the right side, hears a call
And sees a blackbird flying low
Above her head no mistletoe
Nothing really moves
On black sunday afternoons
You wake up in a waterbed
On the back of your head
A lump and just a tiny hole
Almost no light at all in here
And when you call
You can't hear your own voice at all
They gather up, something's wrong
They ask around, noone knows
Have you been where the rivers cross
By the water in the moss
Nothing really moves
On black sunday afternoons
Sun's pale like the moon
When you look to the sky
Holy holy holy holy why
All fades into blue
On black sunday afternoons
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