And the Accordions Played Lyrics

	作曲 : Hurren, MacDonald, MacDonald
	See the bracken green on the hills
	See the gifts of every summer
	Suns sinking low in the long grass
	Always rising and falling down
	There’s bluebells growing under the trees
	And I will be there in June
	I will walk back down the river
	To some unknown salvation
	Taking me back again
	Memories of the incomplete
	The birch, the oak, the rowan
	And the accordions down in the hall
	By the riverside
	As if God hadn’t happened at all
	Stealing heaven from a moon-lit door
	Taking me back down the railroad tracks
	To get lost in it all
	On young ploughed fields I kissed your eyes
	A crown of songs around your head
	And by the railings at the harbor wall
	The radios played
	Never thought I could look upon
	Something so beautiful, so pure
	Brighter than sun on snow
	In some new enchanted garden
	She said we’ve been here before
	As the skies are slashed by flames
	Our citadels come crashing down
	A constant sea, a war of waves
	Lay down your life for me
	Lay down your love again
	We’ll talk it over
	And we’ll waken
	Like kings some day
	And the accordions played
	And the accordions played

	zuo qu : Hurren, MacDonald, MacDonald
	See the bracken green on the hills
	See the gifts of every summer
	Suns sinking low in the long grass
	Always rising and falling down
	There' s bluebells growing under the trees
	And I will be there in June
	I will walk back down the river
	To some unknown salvation
	Taking me back again
	Memories of the incomplete
	The birch, the oak, the rowan
	And the accordions down in the hall
	By the riverside
	As if God hadn' t happened at all
	Stealing heaven from a moonlit door
	Taking me back down the railroad tracks
	To get lost in it all
	On young ploughed fields I kissed your eyes
	A crown of songs around your head
	And by the railings at the harbor wall
	The radios played
	Never thought I could look upon
	Something so beautiful, so pure
	Brighter than sun on snow
	In some new enchanted garden
	She said we' ve been here before
	As the skies are slashed by flames
	Our citadels come crashing down
	A constant sea, a war of waves
	Lay down your life for me
	Lay down your love again
	We' ll talk it over
	And we' ll waken
	Like kings some day
	And the accordions played
	And the accordions played

	zuò qǔ : Hurren, MacDonald, MacDonald
	See the bracken green on the hills
	See the gifts of every summer
	Suns sinking low in the long grass
	Always rising and falling down
	There' s bluebells growing under the trees
	And I will be there in June
	I will walk back down the river
	To some unknown salvation
	Taking me back again
	Memories of the incomplete
	The birch, the oak, the rowan
	And the accordions down in the hall
	By the riverside
	As if God hadn' t happened at all
	Stealing heaven from a moonlit door
	Taking me back down the railroad tracks
	To get lost in it all
	On young ploughed fields I kissed your eyes
	A crown of songs around your head
	And by the railings at the harbor wall
	The radios played
	Never thought I could look upon
	Something so beautiful, so pure
	Brighter than sun on snow
	In some new enchanted garden
	She said we' ve been here before
	As the skies are slashed by flames
	Our citadels come crashing down
	A constant sea, a war of waves
	Lay down your life for me
	Lay down your love again
	We' ll talk it over
	And we' ll waken
	Like kings some day
	And the accordions played
	And the accordions played

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