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Coronation Dance
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Coronation Dance은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2012년 3월 12일일에 Karamel Music Collective에서 발매되었습니다.The Aviary
2012년 3월 12일
라벨Karamel Music Collective
언어English
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멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

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I'll walk at low tide and watch that rag gray sea
Trammel down the shoreline to tear dust factories
And I salute the night pie and sing a sad luck blues
And try to find a picture that could take the place of you
But you're a sighting in me, an unintended guest
And now you've brought your friends and all your family
I've not a second's rest
I know I sinned and gambled and I boasted that I was immune
Like Troilus in the temple mocking starstruck lovers much too soon
It was me of course who was on course to get it in the eye
Darling won't you hear my heart come riding stoned and blind
When the city's on you and it's scratching to get in
And the night is blacker than a plague of devil's wings
I'll be waiting in the doorway for your mouth on my skin
And the stars will rain down silver like the angels' lucky win
And the road lines will pluck tuneful on their vagrant violin
And your words will taste of bourbon and your hands will make me sing
We'll walk at low tide and watch that eyeglass sea
Trammel down the shoreline to tear dust factories
With a rose of black hawthorn and an ermine out of dawn
We'll toast the coronation to the very best love in town
'Cause now you've taken over, it's a mutiny
You've changed the locks and let me
In a strange and somehow altered key
And though I sinned and gambled and I boasted that I was immune
Like Troilus in the court I didn't count upon the sight of you
It was me of course who was on course to get it in the eye
Darling won't you hear my heart come riding stoned and blind
When the city's on you and it's scratching to get in
And the night is blacker than a plague of devil's wings
I'll be waiting in the doorway for your mouth on my skin
And the stars will rain down silver like the angels' lucky win
And the road lines will pluck tuneful on their vagrant violin
And your words will taste of bourbon and your hands will make me sing
Written by: Ana Silvera
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