| Song | The Son And The Father |
| Artist | Chris de Burgh |
| Album | This Way Up |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Chris De Burgh | |
| 作词 : DeBurgh | |
| I was walking down that road, to the place that was my home, | |
| And the memories of a life go on forever, | |
| Here's the village, here's the sea and here's the place where it began, | |
| When I found myself in the arms of | |
| Lady Madonna, | |
| And then I listen for those footsteps, coming down the hall, | |
| A father to his young boy, who was hurting from a fall, | |
| You must have heard me crying, you must have dried my tears, | |
| But you know, | |
| I just can't remember, just can't remember, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father; | |
| Now I'm walking with my boy through the place that is our home, | |
| And the memories of his life are growing forever, | |
| And I'm looking through his eyes at all the wonders of the world, | |
| Then hand in hand we will make this journey together, | |
| And we will talk of men and pirates, and heroes in the dark, | |
| I will tell him of the hungers and the mysteries of the heart, | |
| And I will always hear you crying, | |
| I will always dry your tears; | |
| And I pray you'll always remember, always forever, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father. |
| zuo qu : Chris De Burgh | |
| zuo ci : DeBurgh | |
| I was walking down that road, to the place that was my home, | |
| And the memories of a life go on forever, | |
| Here' s the village, here' s the sea and here' s the place where it began, | |
| When I found myself in the arms of | |
| Lady Madonna, | |
| And then I listen for those footsteps, coming down the hall, | |
| A father to his young boy, who was hurting from a fall, | |
| You must have heard me crying, you must have dried my tears, | |
| But you know, | |
| I just can' t remember, just can' t remember, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father | |
| Now I' m walking with my boy through the place that is our home, | |
| And the memories of his life are growing forever, | |
| And I' m looking through his eyes at all the wonders of the world, | |
| Then hand in hand we will make this journey together, | |
| And we will talk of men and pirates, and heroes in the dark, | |
| I will tell him of the hungers and the mysteries of the heart, | |
| And I will always hear you crying, | |
| I will always dry your tears | |
| And I pray you' ll always remember, always forever, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father. |
| zuò qǔ : Chris De Burgh | |
| zuò cí : DeBurgh | |
| I was walking down that road, to the place that was my home, | |
| And the memories of a life go on forever, | |
| Here' s the village, here' s the sea and here' s the place where it began, | |
| When I found myself in the arms of | |
| Lady Madonna, | |
| And then I listen for those footsteps, coming down the hall, | |
| A father to his young boy, who was hurting from a fall, | |
| You must have heard me crying, you must have dried my tears, | |
| But you know, | |
| I just can' t remember, just can' t remember, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father | |
| Now I' m walking with my boy through the place that is our home, | |
| And the memories of his life are growing forever, | |
| And I' m looking through his eyes at all the wonders of the world, | |
| Then hand in hand we will make this journey together, | |
| And we will talk of men and pirates, and heroes in the dark, | |
| I will tell him of the hungers and the mysteries of the heart, | |
| And I will always hear you crying, | |
| I will always dry your tears | |
| And I pray you' ll always remember, always forever, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father, | |
| The son and the father, the son and the father. |