| Song | Winter Wine |
| Artist | Caravan |
| Album | The World Is Yours – The Anthology 1968-1976 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Richard Coughlan & Pye Hastings & Richard Sinclair & David Sinclair | |
| 作词 : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
| Winter Wine | |
| How you're always flowing, blowing in my mind | |
| Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream | |
| Of travelling with you, drifting carefree | |
| Dropping downward through fresh grasses | |
| Bubbles merrily as it passes | |
| Never knowing where you're going | |
| Carry me with you | |
| Carry me with you | |
| Be conjured up in a midnight dream | |
| Ancient castles dark | |
| As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday | |
| When dragons roamed the land | |
| Knights in armour cold charged on horseback bold | |
| The maids were saved, the dragons slain | |
| Sail scene, sea green | |
| Sailing forward to a new land | |
| Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
| For the taking, don't start waking | |
| All you need, but take heed | |
| Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
| Make no fuss, for you must – in stardust | |
| He puts all the colours in your dreams | |
| Bells chime three times | |
| Naked dancers enter slowly | |
| Smoky room, scented gloom | |
| Audience eating, fat men drinking | |
| Candles burn, a dull red light | |
| Illuminates the breasts of four young girls | |
| Dancing, prancing, provoking | |
| Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
| Life's too short to be sad | |
| Wishing things you'll never have | |
| You're better off not dreaming of the things to come | |
| Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
| Sounds of a distant melody | |
| Once played, lost from memory | |
| Funny how it's clearer now you're close to me | |
| We'll be together all the time | |
| Sounds of a distant melody | |
| Once played, lost from memory | |
| Funny how it's clearer now you're close to me | |
| We'll be together all the time | |
| Sail scene, sea green | |
| Sailing forward to a new land | |
| Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
| For the taking, don't start waking | |
| All you need, but take heed | |
| Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
| Make no fuss, for you must – in stardust | |
| He puts all the colours in your dreams |
| zuo qu : Richard Coughlan Pye Hastings Richard Sinclair David Sinclair | |
| zuo ci : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
| Winter Wine | |
| How you' re always flowing, blowing in my mind | |
| Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream | |
| Of travelling with you, drifting carefree | |
| Dropping downward through fresh grasses | |
| Bubbles merrily as it passes | |
| Never knowing where you' re going | |
| Carry me with you | |
| Carry me with you | |
| Be conjured up in a midnight dream | |
| Ancient castles dark | |
| As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday | |
| When dragons roamed the land | |
| Knights in armour cold charged on horseback bold | |
| The maids were saved, the dragons slain | |
| Sail scene, sea green | |
| Sailing forward to a new land | |
| Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
| For the taking, don' t start waking | |
| All you need, but take heed | |
| Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
| Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
| He puts all the colours in your dreams | |
| Bells chime three times | |
| Naked dancers enter slowly | |
| Smoky room, scented gloom | |
| Audience eating, fat men drinking | |
| Candles burn, a dull red light | |
| Illuminates the breasts of four young girls | |
| Dancing, prancing, provoking | |
| Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
| Life' s too short to be sad | |
| Wishing things you' ll never have | |
| You' re better off not dreaming of the things to come | |
| Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
| Sounds of a distant melody | |
| Once played, lost from memory | |
| Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
| We' ll be together all the time | |
| Sounds of a distant melody | |
| Once played, lost from memory | |
| Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
| We' ll be together all the time | |
| Sail scene, sea green | |
| Sailing forward to a new land | |
| Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
| For the taking, don' t start waking | |
| All you need, but take heed | |
| Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
| Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
| He puts all the colours in your dreams |
| zuò qǔ : Richard Coughlan Pye Hastings Richard Sinclair David Sinclair | |
| zuò cí : Coughlan, Hastings, Hastings ... | |
| Winter Wine | |
| How you' re always flowing, blowing in my mind | |
| Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream | |
| Of travelling with you, drifting carefree | |
| Dropping downward through fresh grasses | |
| Bubbles merrily as it passes | |
| Never knowing where you' re going | |
| Carry me with you | |
| Carry me with you | |
| Be conjured up in a midnight dream | |
| Ancient castles dark | |
| As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday | |
| When dragons roamed the land | |
| Knights in armour cold charged on horseback bold | |
| The maids were saved, the dragons slain | |
| Sail scene, sea green | |
| Sailing forward to a new land | |
| Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
| For the taking, don' t start waking | |
| All you need, but take heed | |
| Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
| Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
| He puts all the colours in your dreams | |
| Bells chime three times | |
| Naked dancers enter slowly | |
| Smoky room, scented gloom | |
| Audience eating, fat men drinking | |
| Candles burn, a dull red light | |
| Illuminates the breasts of four young girls | |
| Dancing, prancing, provoking | |
| Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
| Life' s too short to be sad | |
| Wishing things you' ll never have | |
| You' re better off not dreaming of the things to come | |
| Dreams are always ending far too soon | |
| Sounds of a distant melody | |
| Once played, lost from memory | |
| Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
| We' ll be together all the time | |
| Sounds of a distant melody | |
| Once played, lost from memory | |
| Funny how it' s clearer now you' re close to me | |
| We' ll be together all the time | |
| Sail scene, sea green | |
| Sailing forward to a new land | |
| Treasure waits, paradise gates | |
| For the taking, don' t start waking | |
| All you need, but take heed | |
| Remember it pays to pay the sandman well | |
| Make no fuss, for you must in stardust | |
| He puts all the colours in your dreams |