| Song | Song for Luna |
| Artist | As Tall as Lions |
| Album | As Tall as Lions |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : As Tall As Lions ... | |
| Summer. | |
| It's been three years since I last saw | |
| That lonely smile. | |
| Bound to be a thousand more, | |
| 'Til I can find | |
| A face I loved as much as yours. | |
| Mi Hermosa | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| Never | |
| Would have thought you'd catch my eye | |
| Across the room. | |
| Broken English, A Goodbye | |
| That came too soon. | |
| Who needs words when you reply | |
| Con su cuerpo? | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| I've been stuck, | |
| (We put your lives on our shoulders,) | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| (But these arms are too weak to hold us.) | |
| They have struck for the better, boy. | |
| (We put your lives on...) | |
| For better, boy. | |
| Dreaming | |
| 'Bout some drunken melody | |
| You sung before. | |
| Verses beautiful and strange. | |
| I love that song. | |
| I am strong beneath the fold | |
| Of all that flies. | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| I've been stuck, | |
| (We put your lives on our shoulders,) | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| (But these arms are too weak to hold us.) | |
| They have struck for better, boy. | |
| (We put your lives on...) | |
| For better, boy. For better, boy. | |
| I've been stuck, | |
| (We put your lives on our shoulders,) | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| (But these arms are too weak to hold us.) | |
| They have struck for better, boy. | |
| (We put your lives on...) | |
| For better, boy. | |
| Haven't found all that I'm looking for. | |
| Lost your Ghost somewhere in Samaná. | |
| I run my fingers across windows to trace | |
| All the outlines that make up your face. | |
| Haven't found all that I'm looking for. | |
| Lost your Ghost somewhere in Samaná. | |
| Try and try, there's no use to pretend: | |
| All I want is to see you again. | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? |
| zuo qu : As Tall As Lions ... | |
| Summer. | |
| It' s been three years since I last saw | |
| That lonely smile. | |
| Bound to be a thousand more, | |
| ' Til I can find | |
| A face I loved as much as yours. | |
| Mi Hermosa | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| Never | |
| Would have thought you' d catch my eye | |
| Across the room. | |
| Broken English, A Goodbye | |
| That came too soon. | |
| Who needs words when you reply | |
| Con su cuerpo? | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| I' ve been stuck, | |
| We put your lives on our shoulders, | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| But these arms are too weak to hold us. | |
| They have struck for the better, boy. | |
| We put your lives on... | |
| For better, boy. | |
| Dreaming | |
| ' Bout some drunken melody | |
| You sung before. | |
| Verses beautiful and strange. | |
| I love that song. | |
| I am strong beneath the fold | |
| Of all that flies. | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| I' ve been stuck, | |
| We put your lives on our shoulders, | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| But these arms are too weak to hold us. | |
| They have struck for better, boy. | |
| We put your lives on... | |
| For better, boy. For better, boy. | |
| I' ve been stuck, | |
| We put your lives on our shoulders, | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| But these arms are too weak to hold us. | |
| They have struck for better, boy. | |
| We put your lives on... | |
| For better, boy. | |
| Haven' t found all that I' m looking for. | |
| Lost your Ghost somewhere in Samana. | |
| I run my fingers across windows to trace | |
| All the outlines that make up your face. | |
| Haven' t found all that I' m looking for. | |
| Lost your Ghost somewhere in Samana. | |
| Try and try, there' s no use to pretend: | |
| All I want is to see you again. | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? |
| zuò qǔ : As Tall As Lions ... | |
| Summer. | |
| It' s been three years since I last saw | |
| That lonely smile. | |
| Bound to be a thousand more, | |
| ' Til I can find | |
| A face I loved as much as yours. | |
| Mi Hermosa | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| Never | |
| Would have thought you' d catch my eye | |
| Across the room. | |
| Broken English, A Goodbye | |
| That came too soon. | |
| Who needs words when you reply | |
| Con su cuerpo? | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| I' ve been stuck, | |
| We put your lives on our shoulders, | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| But these arms are too weak to hold us. | |
| They have struck for the better, boy. | |
| We put your lives on... | |
| For better, boy. | |
| Dreaming | |
| ' Bout some drunken melody | |
| You sung before. | |
| Verses beautiful and strange. | |
| I love that song. | |
| I am strong beneath the fold | |
| Of all that flies. | |
| Ooh! Ooh! | |
| I' ve been stuck, | |
| We put your lives on our shoulders, | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| But these arms are too weak to hold us. | |
| They have struck for better, boy. | |
| We put your lives on... | |
| For better, boy. For better, boy. | |
| I' ve been stuck, | |
| We put your lives on our shoulders, | |
| On your foreign eyes. | |
| But these arms are too weak to hold us. | |
| They have struck for better, boy. | |
| We put your lives on... | |
| For better, boy. | |
| Haven' t found all that I' m looking for. | |
| Lost your Ghost somewhere in Samaná. | |
| I run my fingers across windows to trace | |
| All the outlines that make up your face. | |
| Haven' t found all that I' m looking for. | |
| Lost your Ghost somewhere in Samaná. | |
| Try and try, there' s no use to pretend: | |
| All I want is to see you again. | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? | |
| Sing into the moonlight. | |
| Who could ask for more? |