| Song | Owen's Lament |
| Artist | Augie March |
| Album | Sunset Studies |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Richards | |
| Level your fretting. I won't be forgetting the flush of your face | |
| When I lifted you level to me and a wattle tree framed your body. | |
| In whispers welling with the dope of a new Spring | |
| You said "Kill me a dynasty or our love won't mean a thing..." | |
| A bullet for a diamond ring. | |
| A favour promised | |
| A promise delivered and more to you - | |
| It's only a war I'll be back to your shore before you know I'm gone, | |
| Then I'll cover you body. | |
| And if you have to go please go lightly, | |
| Keep it to a foxtrot whether he's a fox or not. | |
| Keep it cold, keep all your heat for me - | |
| I'll be needing it for when I'm cold you see? | |
| Let your children remind you of me | |
| Whether by another or by the ghost in me in you - | |
| There goes my baby. | |
| I would think of you and a palmtree would cover your body. | |
| You - in love and war we are bound by a law, | |
| it goes to you and then to yours to recover my body. | |
| She bound me up and hugged me | |
| 'O how the mother loves thee' | |
| She covered my body | |
| In a ragged flag and bloody - | |
| O not on your life. |
| zuo qu : Richards | |
| Level your fretting. I won' t be forgetting the flush of your face | |
| When I lifted you level to me and a wattle tree framed your body. | |
| In whispers welling with the dope of a new Spring | |
| You said " Kill me a dynasty or our love won' t mean a thing..." | |
| A bullet for a diamond ring. | |
| A favour promised | |
| A promise delivered and more to you | |
| It' s only a war I' ll be back to your shore before you know I' m gone, | |
| Then I' ll cover you body. | |
| And if you have to go please go lightly, | |
| Keep it to a foxtrot whether he' s a fox or not. | |
| Keep it cold, keep all your heat for me | |
| I' ll be needing it for when I' m cold you see? | |
| Let your children remind you of me | |
| Whether by another or by the ghost in me in you | |
| There goes my baby. | |
| I would think of you and a palmtree would cover your body. | |
| You in love and war we are bound by a law, | |
| it goes to you and then to yours to recover my body. | |
| She bound me up and hugged me | |
| ' O how the mother loves thee' | |
| She covered my body | |
| In a ragged flag and bloody | |
| O not on your life. |
| zuò qǔ : Richards | |
| Level your fretting. I won' t be forgetting the flush of your face | |
| When I lifted you level to me and a wattle tree framed your body. | |
| In whispers welling with the dope of a new Spring | |
| You said " Kill me a dynasty or our love won' t mean a thing..." | |
| A bullet for a diamond ring. | |
| A favour promised | |
| A promise delivered and more to you | |
| It' s only a war I' ll be back to your shore before you know I' m gone, | |
| Then I' ll cover you body. | |
| And if you have to go please go lightly, | |
| Keep it to a foxtrot whether he' s a fox or not. | |
| Keep it cold, keep all your heat for me | |
| I' ll be needing it for when I' m cold you see? | |
| Let your children remind you of me | |
| Whether by another or by the ghost in me in you | |
| There goes my baby. | |
| I would think of you and a palmtree would cover your body. | |
| You in love and war we are bound by a law, | |
| it goes to you and then to yours to recover my body. | |
| She bound me up and hugged me | |
| ' O how the mother loves thee' | |
| She covered my body | |
| In a ragged flag and bloody | |
| O not on your life. |