| Song | Brundisium |
| Artist | Augie March |
| Album | Strange Bird |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Richards | |
| They married, a dandy and a back alley tough, | |
| on the foreshore while kids in the needling rough, | |
| stayed low, in, and laid till they'd had enough | |
| of the somersaulting hot roll of revolting September. | |
| By thickets beneath the hot halo above, | |
| the plague bodies bathed in their talentless love. | |
| It's hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don't put your veil over me. | |
| From thinking a life was about them when, long, | |
| they were the thorn in its side, | |
| The hard men got plucked and by measures were gone, | |
| at pride it plucked and out, out it pried. | |
| Where's the shame in a gentle man? Stand him next to me. | |
| It's hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don't put your veil over me. | |
| Honey we'll go without, honey grow old and thin, | |
| I love you like I love my own skin. | |
| From thinking a life was about them but stranger, | |
| The soft women lowed and came in and were in, | |
| to swoon "O welcome hot united sailor", | |
| Welcome from unsteady decks and from danger, | |
| Did you see a new sun in the sky? | |
| The sun is blood and blood is a lie. | |
| It's hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don't put your veil over me... | |
| Honey we'll go without, honey grow old and thin, | |
| I love you like I love my own skin, | |
| O my bonny lies over the ocean, | |
| My bonny grows old and thin, | |
| I love her like I love my own skin... |
| zuo qu : Richards | |
| They married, a dandy and a back alley tough, | |
| on the foreshore while kids in the needling rough, | |
| stayed low, in, and laid till they' d had enough | |
| of the somersaulting hot roll of revolting September. | |
| By thickets beneath the hot halo above, | |
| the plague bodies bathed in their talentless love. | |
| It' s hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don' t put your veil over me. | |
| From thinking a life was about them when, long, | |
| they were the thorn in its side, | |
| The hard men got plucked and by measures were gone, | |
| at pride it plucked and out, out it pried. | |
| Where' s the shame in a gentle man? Stand him next to me. | |
| It' s hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don' t put your veil over me. | |
| Honey we' ll go without, honey grow old and thin, | |
| I love you like I love my own skin. | |
| From thinking a life was about them but stranger, | |
| The soft women lowed and came in and were in, | |
| to swoon " O welcome hot united sailor", | |
| Welcome from unsteady decks and from danger, | |
| Did you see a new sun in the sky? | |
| The sun is blood and blood is a lie. | |
| It' s hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don' t put your veil over me... | |
| Honey we' ll go without, honey grow old and thin, | |
| I love you like I love my own skin, | |
| O my bonny lies over the ocean, | |
| My bonny grows old and thin, | |
| I love her like I love my own skin... |
| zuò qǔ : Richards | |
| They married, a dandy and a back alley tough, | |
| on the foreshore while kids in the needling rough, | |
| stayed low, in, and laid till they' d had enough | |
| of the somersaulting hot roll of revolting September. | |
| By thickets beneath the hot halo above, | |
| the plague bodies bathed in their talentless love. | |
| It' s hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don' t put your veil over me. | |
| From thinking a life was about them when, long, | |
| they were the thorn in its side, | |
| The hard men got plucked and by measures were gone, | |
| at pride it plucked and out, out it pried. | |
| Where' s the shame in a gentle man? Stand him next to me. | |
| It' s hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don' t put your veil over me. | |
| Honey we' ll go without, honey grow old and thin, | |
| I love you like I love my own skin. | |
| From thinking a life was about them but stranger, | |
| The soft women lowed and came in and were in, | |
| to swoon " O welcome hot united sailor", | |
| Welcome from unsteady decks and from danger, | |
| Did you see a new sun in the sky? | |
| The sun is blood and blood is a lie. | |
| It' s hot in the town with its back to the sea, | |
| O darling don' t put your veil over me... | |
| Honey we' ll go without, honey grow old and thin, | |
| I love you like I love my own skin, | |
| O my bonny lies over the ocean, | |
| My bonny grows old and thin, | |
| I love her like I love my own skin... |