Steve Earle - (Quicksilver Daydreams Of) Maria
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Well, a diamond fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria
All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
All the laughter that linger down deep neath her smilin is free
Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning
Then caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
When her image comes dancin the sun she turns sullen with shame
And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing
When the trees of the forest start gently to whispering her name
So as softly she wanders Ill desperately follow her footsteps
And Ill chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sigh
Ah, they promise eternally that she lies hidden within them
But I find theyve deceived me and sadly I bid them goodbye
So the serpent slide softly away with his moments of laughter
And the the old washer-woman has finished her cleanin and gone
But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
编辑于2008/05/24更新

the wind stands silent歌词

judas iscariot

简介：

[ti:(Quicksilver Daydreams Of) Maria]
[ar:Steve Earle]
[al:Townes]
[by:活在當下]
[00:01.12]Steve Earle - (Quicksilver Daydreams Of) Maria
[00:02.76]
[00:03.68] @ 活在當下 制作
[00:04.08]
[00:04.44]Well, a diamond fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria
[00:12.95]All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
[00:22.83]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
[00:40.11]
[00:41.03]Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
[00:50.48]All the laughter that linger down deep neath her smilin is free
[00:59.75]Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning
[01:09.25]Then caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
[01:17.67]
[01:18.66]Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
[01:27.91]When her image comes dancin the sun she turns sullen with shame
[01:37.40]And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing
[01:46.80]When the trees of the forest start gently to whispering her name
[01:54.76]
[01:56.18]So as softly she wanders Ill desperately follow her footsteps
[02:05.65]And Ill chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sigh
[02:14.82]Ah, they promise eternally that she lies hidden within them
[02:24.40]But I find theyve deceived me and sadly I bid them goodbye
[02:32.97]
[02:33.69]So the serpent slide softly away with his moments of laughter
[02:43.00]And the the old washer-woman has finished her cleanin and gone
[02:52.49]But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
[03:01.96]And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
[03:14.18]

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