| Song | The Island Where I Come from |
| Artist | Laurie Anderson |
| Album | Life on a String |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Anderson |
| [00:27.14] | Let me tell you a story about Kokovoko |
| [00:32.82] | The island where I come from |
| [00:38.16] | The beaches are littered with rotten coconuts |
| [00:44.01] | And there are pieces of old skulls lying all around |
| [00:50.14] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [00:52.95] | Visions I've seen and cries I've heard |
| [00:58.60] | I can't put these things into words |
| [01:00.57] | Might as well put some beans |
| [01:04.07] | In a hollow gourd and shake it,shake it |
| [01:18.88] | I've floated on an icecap with a white polar bear |
| [01:22.70] | I've floated up and down the golden stairs |
| [01:26.40] | I've seen whales and caught in sails all twiskeetwee |
| [01:31.56] | But me?I don't say much |
| [01:42.09] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [01:45.78] | Visions I've seen and cries I've heard |
| [01:50.41] | I can't put these things into words |
| [01:53.53] | Might as well put some beans |
| [01:55.97] | In a hollow gourd |
| [02:34.05] | There are lots of people who talk just to hear the sound |
| [02:39.35] | The sound,the sound of their own voices |
| [02:44.98] | But take an empty shell and put it up to your ear |
| [02:51.05] | You can hear the ocean rumbling around in there |
| [02:57.12] | Ooo the greasy wheel it goes round |
| [03:02.43] | The humming of the breeze it makes a whishing |
| [03:05.11] | and whirring sound |
| [03:08.18] | The sudden silence when the burning sun goes down |
| [03:31.36] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [03:34.92] | Visions I've seen and cries I've heard |
| [03:39.24] | I can't put these things into words |
| [03:42.80] | Might as well put some beans |
| [03:45.49] | In a hollow gourd and shake it,shake it |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Anderson |
| [00:27.14] | Let me tell you a story about Kokovoko |
| [00:32.82] | The island where I come from |
| [00:38.16] | The beaches are littered with rotten coconuts |
| [00:44.01] | And there are pieces of old skulls lying all around |
| [00:50.14] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [00:52.95] | Visions I' ve seen and cries I' ve heard |
| [00:58.60] | I can' t put these things into words |
| [01:00.57] | Might as well put some beans |
| [01:04.07] | In a hollow gourd and shake it, shake it |
| [01:18.88] | I' ve floated on an icecap with a white polar bear |
| [01:22.70] | I' ve floated up and down the golden stairs |
| [01:26.40] | I' ve seen whales and caught in sails all twiskeetwee |
| [01:31.56] | But me? I don' t say much |
| [01:42.09] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [01:45.78] | Visions I' ve seen and cries I' ve heard |
| [01:50.41] | I can' t put these things into words |
| [01:53.53] | Might as well put some beans |
| [01:55.97] | In a hollow gourd |
| [02:34.05] | There are lots of people who talk just to hear the sound |
| [02:39.35] | The sound, the sound of their own voices |
| [02:44.98] | But take an empty shell and put it up to your ear |
| [02:51.05] | You can hear the ocean rumbling around in there |
| [02:57.12] | Ooo the greasy wheel it goes round |
| [03:02.43] | The humming of the breeze it makes a whishing |
| [03:05.11] | and whirring sound |
| [03:08.18] | The sudden silence when the burning sun goes down |
| [03:31.36] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [03:34.92] | Visions I' ve seen and cries I' ve heard |
| [03:39.24] | I can' t put these things into words |
| [03:42.80] | Might as well put some beans |
| [03:45.49] | In a hollow gourd and shake it, shake it |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Anderson |
| [00:27.14] | Let me tell you a story about Kokovoko |
| [00:32.82] | The island where I come from |
| [00:38.16] | The beaches are littered with rotten coconuts |
| [00:44.01] | And there are pieces of old skulls lying all around |
| [00:50.14] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [00:52.95] | Visions I' ve seen and cries I' ve heard |
| [00:58.60] | I can' t put these things into words |
| [01:00.57] | Might as well put some beans |
| [01:04.07] | In a hollow gourd and shake it, shake it |
| [01:18.88] | I' ve floated on an icecap with a white polar bear |
| [01:22.70] | I' ve floated up and down the golden stairs |
| [01:26.40] | I' ve seen whales and caught in sails all twiskeetwee |
| [01:31.56] | But me? I don' t say much |
| [01:42.09] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [01:45.78] | Visions I' ve seen and cries I' ve heard |
| [01:50.41] | I can' t put these things into words |
| [01:53.53] | Might as well put some beans |
| [01:55.97] | In a hollow gourd |
| [02:34.05] | There are lots of people who talk just to hear the sound |
| [02:39.35] | The sound, the sound of their own voices |
| [02:44.98] | But take an empty shell and put it up to your ear |
| [02:51.05] | You can hear the ocean rumbling around in there |
| [02:57.12] | Ooo the greasy wheel it goes round |
| [03:02.43] | The humming of the breeze it makes a whishing |
| [03:05.11] | and whirring sound |
| [03:08.18] | The sudden silence when the burning sun goes down |
| [03:31.36] | Jewels and sand and rising water |
| [03:34.92] | Visions I' ve seen and cries I' ve heard |
| [03:39.24] | I can' t put these things into words |
| [03:42.80] | Might as well put some beans |
| [03:45.49] | In a hollow gourd and shake it, shake it |