| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Jerome Reuter |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Jerome Reuter |
| [00:44.33] | Will you wash your hands in his heart, will you dwell |
| [00:54.23] | Will you pay yourself with being proud as well |
| [01:03.88] | He has a heart as little apt as yours |
| [01:14.11] | But it harbours no complaints, no remorse |
| [01:23.93] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [01:33.87] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [01:44.27] | Wouldn't flatter you for a love forlorn |
| [01:54.12] | For he has no equal in pride, in scorn |
| [02:04.11] | And what his breast forges his tongue must vent |
| [02:14.09] | For it's hard to walk with your knees bent |
| [02:23.84] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:33.60] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:43.75] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:53.67] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan... |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Jerome Reuter |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Jerome Reuter |
| [00:44.33] | Will you wash your hands in his heart, will you dwell |
| [00:54.23] | Will you pay yourself with being proud as well |
| [01:03.88] | He has a heart as little apt as yours |
| [01:14.11] | But it harbours no complaints, no remorse |
| [01:23.93] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [01:33.87] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [01:44.27] | Wouldn' t flatter you for a love forlorn |
| [01:54.12] | For he has no equal in pride, in scorn |
| [02:04.11] | And what his breast forges his tongue must vent |
| [02:14.09] | For it' s hard to walk with your knees bent |
| [02:23.84] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:33.60] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:43.75] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:53.67] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan... |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Jerome Reuter |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Jerome Reuter |
| [00:44.33] | Will you wash your hands in his heart, will you dwell |
| [00:54.23] | Will you pay yourself with being proud as well |
| [01:03.88] | He has a heart as little apt as yours |
| [01:14.11] | But it harbours no complaints, no remorse |
| [01:23.93] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [01:33.87] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [01:44.27] | Wouldn' t flatter you for a love forlorn |
| [01:54.12] | For he has no equal in pride, in scorn |
| [02:04.11] | And what his breast forges his tongue must vent |
| [02:14.09] | For it' s hard to walk with your knees bent |
| [02:23.84] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:33.60] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:43.75] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan |
| [02:53.67] | Coriolan, Coriolan, Coriolan... |