| Song | Bravitzlana Rubakalva |
| Artist | Mariee Sioux |
| Album | Faces in the Rocks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Sioux | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva is a country I made for us | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
| In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we will build cabins | |
| Of redwood heart and old elm eyes | |
| Floors and walls of crystal | |
| And we will sing around the fiery tree stumps | |
| We will play the woods | |
| And in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
| Our gray hair it will not burn | |
| No, no, no our gray hair it will not burn | |
| And we will, we will, we will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
| We will dance all bright in fire | |
| We will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
| We will dance all bright in fire | |
| And we will waltz with them red flickers | |
| Red, orange, red, one, two, one, two, three, one, two, three... | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
| In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we have see-through bellies | |
| Where we can, where we can watch all the miracles happening | |
| We can watch our organs clapping | |
| We can, we can, we can watch our bread dissolving | |
| We can watch our cells dividing | |
| And we can see our babies floating | |
| We can watch them form from nothing | |
| Sit back and just watch them form from nothing | |
| We can, and we can, and we can, and we can | |
| We can watch our blood rushing | |
| Rushing past the walls of our canyons | |
| And we can watch each others muscles dancing | |
| As we lay in each others arms | |
| 'Cause in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
| Our arms ain't attached to bodies |
| zuo qu : Sioux | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva is a country I made for us | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
| In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we will build cabins | |
| Of redwood heart and old elm eyes | |
| Floors and walls of crystal | |
| And we will sing around the fiery tree stumps | |
| We will play the woods | |
| And in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
| Our gray hair it will not burn | |
| No, no, no our gray hair it will not burn | |
| And we will, we will, we will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
| We will dance all bright in fire | |
| We will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
| We will dance all bright in fire | |
| And we will waltz with them red flickers | |
| Red, orange, red, one, two, one, two, three, one, two, three... | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
| In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we have seethrough bellies | |
| Where we can, where we can watch all the miracles happening | |
| We can watch our organs clapping | |
| We can, we can, we can watch our bread dissolving | |
| We can watch our cells dividing | |
| And we can see our babies floating | |
| We can watch them form from nothing | |
| Sit back and just watch them form from nothing | |
| We can, and we can, and we can, and we can | |
| We can watch our blood rushing | |
| Rushing past the walls of our canyons | |
| And we can watch each others muscles dancing | |
| As we lay in each others arms | |
| ' Cause in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
| Our arms ain' t attached to bodies |
| zuò qǔ : Sioux | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva is a country I made for us | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
| In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we will build cabins | |
| Of redwood heart and old elm eyes | |
| Floors and walls of crystal | |
| And we will sing around the fiery tree stumps | |
| We will play the woods | |
| And in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
| Our gray hair it will not burn | |
| No, no, no our gray hair it will not burn | |
| And we will, we will, we will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
| We will dance all bright in fire | |
| We will drop our lanterns in the darkness | |
| We will dance all bright in fire | |
| And we will waltz with them red flickers | |
| Red, orange, red, one, two, one, two, three, one, two, three... | |
| Bravitzlana Rubakalva our very own country | |
| In Bravitzlana Rubakalva we have seethrough bellies | |
| Where we can, where we can watch all the miracles happening | |
| We can watch our organs clapping | |
| We can, we can, we can watch our bread dissolving | |
| We can watch our cells dividing | |
| And we can see our babies floating | |
| We can watch them form from nothing | |
| Sit back and just watch them form from nothing | |
| We can, and we can, and we can, and we can | |
| We can watch our blood rushing | |
| Rushing past the walls of our canyons | |
| And we can watch each others muscles dancing | |
| As we lay in each others arms | |
| ' Cause in Bravitzlana Rubakalva | |
| Our arms ain' t attached to bodies |