[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:04.07]Well the diamonds fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria [00:12.93]All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky [00:22.70]The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall [00:31.96]That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes [00:41.10]Well she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine [00:50.56]All the laughter that linger down deep 'neath her smilin' is free [00:59.97]Well it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning [01:09.29]And caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea [01:18.63]Ah the sculpter stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes [01:28.12]When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame [01:37.50]And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing [01:46.83]When the trees of the forest start gently to whisper'in her name [01:56.14]So as softly she wanders I'll desperately follow her footsteps [02:05.40]And I'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sight [02:14.89]Ah they promise eternally that she lays hidden within them [02:24.45]But I find they've decieved me and sadly I bid them goodbye [02:33.67]So the serpent slide softly away with these moments of laughter [02:42.96]And the the old washy woman has finish her cleanin' and gone [02:52.42]But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams [03:01.50]And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:04.07]Well the diamonds fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria
[00:12.93]All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
[00:22.70]The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
[00:31.96]That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
[00:41.10]Well she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
[00:50.56]All the laughter that linger down deep 'neath her smilin' is free
[00:59.97]Well it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning
[01:09.29]And caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
[01:18.63]Ah the sculpter stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
[01:28.12]When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame
[01:37.50]And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing
[01:46.83]When the trees of the forest start gently to whisper'in her name
[01:56.14]So as softly she wanders I'll desperately follow her footsteps
[02:05.40]And I'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sight
[02:14.89]Ah they promise eternally that she lays hidden within them
[02:24.45]But I find they've decieved me and sadly I bid them goodbye
[02:33.67]So the serpent slide softly away with these moments of laughter
[02:42.96]And the the old washy woman has finish her cleanin' and gone
[02:52.42]But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
[03:01.50]And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
