应该是kiss from a rose才对...
晕倒,CD上也写错....kiss from a Ross,未免也太荒诞了.
对这首歌特别有好感.几个月前初次听Katherine Jenkins唱这首歌,如获至宝,存入MP3,乘车的时候反复听~~~那时候,正好学到Burns那首著名的A Red, Red Rose,我将这首诗和这首歌一并默记...
后来我发掘到Seal的版本,才知道这其实是首经典老歌了,可还是觉得新鲜,便将Seal的这首歌当作我blog的背景音乐.
今天我整理CD,偶然瞥见这首歌,才知道原来多年前,我已经听过他的这首歌了,只叹当时未能发现此曲的闪光点,未能产生共鸣...
时隔多年,依然有如沐春风,仙乐飘飘之感...这首歌太好听了.
"Kiss From A Rose"
There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
...And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grave
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
对这首歌特别有好感.几个月前初次听Katherine Jenkins唱这首歌,如获至宝,存入MP3,乘车的时候反复听~~~那时候,正好学到Burns那首著名的A Red, Red Rose,我将这首诗和这首歌一并默记...
后来我发掘到Seal的版本,才知道这其实是首经典老歌了,可还是觉得新鲜,便将Seal的这首歌当作我blog的背景音乐.
今天我整理CD,偶然瞥见这首歌,才知道原来多年前,我已经听过他的这首歌了,只叹当时未能发现此曲的闪光点,未能产生共鸣...
时隔多年,依然有如沐春风,仙乐飘飘之感...这首歌太好听了.
"Kiss From A Rose"
There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
...And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grave
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
