Peaceweaver Lyrics

	作曲 : Price
	Upon a hill, above a town
	A young girl sits, her head bowed down
	Asking "when will it cease, this troubled time?"
	And leave her land in peace
	And in the spring, before their power
	Into hear hair she weaves the flowers
	And with open hand, she walks her land
	Her destiny to find
	It is arranged, the plans are set
	Into a warring clan she's wed
	She's a human bridge to stop the flow
	Of blood upon their fields
	With summer sun, she wears a crown
	Her maidens dress now a foreign gown
	And it's her body she lays down
	She's a weaver of peace
	But war returns, again and again
	One battle claims her family's men
	Sons, husband, brothers, father, all
	To each other swords they fall
	With autumn wind upon the pyre
	She weaves their arms before the fire
	To set them free her sole desire
	She's a weaver of peace
	And with the snow she takes her leave
	To heal herself she sits to weave
	A tapestry her tale to tell
	And give her grief to time
	Her long hair shorn as golden thread
	She weaves a story of her dead
	That those who see may choose peace instead
	She's a weaver of peace

	zuo qu : Price
	Upon a hill, above a town
	A young girl sits, her head bowed down
	Asking " when will it cease, this troubled time?"
	And leave her land in peace
	And in the spring, before their power
	Into hear hair she weaves the flowers
	And with open hand, she walks her land
	Her destiny to find
	It is arranged, the plans are set
	Into a warring clan she' s wed
	She' s a human bridge to stop the flow
	Of blood upon their fields
	With summer sun, she wears a crown
	Her maidens dress now a foreign gown
	And it' s her body she lays down
	She' s a weaver of peace
	But war returns, again and again
	One battle claims her family' s men
	Sons, husband, brothers, father, all
	To each other swords they fall
	With autumn wind upon the pyre
	She weaves their arms before the fire
	To set them free her sole desire
	She' s a weaver of peace
	And with the snow she takes her leave
	To heal herself she sits to weave
	A tapestry her tale to tell
	And give her grief to time
	Her long hair shorn as golden thread
	She weaves a story of her dead
	That those who see may choose peace instead
	She' s a weaver of peace

	zuò qǔ : Price
	Upon a hill, above a town
	A young girl sits, her head bowed down
	Asking " when will it cease, this troubled time?"
	And leave her land in peace
	And in the spring, before their power
	Into hear hair she weaves the flowers
	And with open hand, she walks her land
	Her destiny to find
	It is arranged, the plans are set
	Into a warring clan she' s wed
	She' s a human bridge to stop the flow
	Of blood upon their fields
	With summer sun, she wears a crown
	Her maidens dress now a foreign gown
	And it' s her body she lays down
	She' s a weaver of peace
	But war returns, again and again
	One battle claims her family' s men
	Sons, husband, brothers, father, all
	To each other swords they fall
	With autumn wind upon the pyre
	She weaves their arms before the fire
	To set them free her sole desire
	She' s a weaver of peace
	And with the snow she takes her leave
	To heal herself she sits to weave
	A tapestry her tale to tell
	And give her grief to time
	Her long hair shorn as golden thread
	She weaves a story of her dead
	That those who see may choose peace instead
	She' s a weaver of peace

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