China My China (2004 Digital Remaster) - Brian Eno.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brian Eno
[00:00.95]In the haze of the morning, China sits on Eternity
[00:16.57]And the o***m farmers sell dreams to obscure fraternities
[00:34.23]On the horizon the curtains are closing
[00:44.28]Down in the orchard the aunties and uncles play their games
[00:54.85]Like it seems they always have done
[01:00.19]In the blue distance the vertical offices bear their names
[01:10.90]Like it seems they always have done
[01:16.27]Clocks ticking slowly, dividing the day up
[01:25.16]These poor girls are such fun
[01:29.21]They know what God gave them their fingers for
[01:36.69]To make percussion over solos
[02:31.33]China my China, I've wandered around and you're still here
[02:41.90]Which I guess you should be proud of
[02:46.09]Your walls have enclosed you, have kept you at home for thousands of years
[02:57.82]But there's something I should tell you
[03:03.18]All the young boys, they are dressing like sailors
[03:11.72]I remember a man who jumped out from a window over the bay
[03:23.86]There was hardly a raised eyebrow
[03:27.96]The coroner told me 'This kind of thing happens every day'
[03:43.89]You see, from a pagoda, the world is so tidy

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作曲 : Brian Eno
In the haze of the morning, China sits on Eternity
And the o***m farmers sell dreams to obscure fraternities
On the horizon the curtains are closing
Down in the orchard the aunties and uncles play their games
Like it seems they always have done
In the blue distance the vertical offices bear their names
Like it seems they always have done
Clocks ticking slowly, dividing the day up
These poor girls are such fun
They know what God gave them their fingers for
To make percussion over solos
China my China, I've wandered around and you're still here
Which I guess you should be proud of
Your walls have enclosed you, have kept you at home for thousands of years
But there's something I should tell you
All the young boys, they are dressing like sailors
I remember a man who jumped out from a window over the bay
There was hardly a raised eyebrow
The coroner told me 'This kind of thing happens every day'
You see, from a pagoda, the world is so tidy