| Song | When The Sun Shone On Vetiver |
| Artist | Devendra Banhart |
| Album | Rejoicing In The Hands |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Banhart | |
| When the sun shone on vetiver | |
| When the sun shone on vetiver | |
| When the sun shone down | |
| Well they're silver and they're gold | |
| Yeah they're silver and they're gold | |
| Yeah they're silver and cold | |
| And they're longing for the land | |
| And they're longing for the land | |
| For nature's forgiving hand | |
| And we're drifting and we're sailing | |
| And we're drifting and we're sailing | |
| Now the sun aligns your legs | |
| And your lips and arms and breasts | |
| And the moon pulls wet | |
| Earth And your branches crawl around my claws | |
| And my leaves brush up against your arms | |
| And we're dancing | |
| In Thailand, my baby waits for me | |
| In Graceland, my baby waits for me | |
| In Spainland, my baby waits for me | |
| In Ireland, my baby waits for me | |
| In no lands, my baby waits for me | |
| Waiting patiently |
| zuo ci : Banhart | |
| When the sun shone on vetiver | |
| When the sun shone on vetiver | |
| When the sun shone down | |
| Well they' re silver and they' re gold | |
| Yeah they' re silver and they' re gold | |
| Yeah they' re silver and cold | |
| And they' re longing for the land | |
| And they' re longing for the land | |
| For nature' s forgiving hand | |
| And we' re drifting and we' re sailing | |
| And we' re drifting and we' re sailing | |
| Now the sun aligns your legs | |
| And your lips and arms and breasts | |
| And the moon pulls wet | |
| Earth And your branches crawl around my claws | |
| And my leaves brush up against your arms | |
| And we' re dancing | |
| In Thailand, my baby waits for me | |
| In Graceland, my baby waits for me | |
| In Spainland, my baby waits for me | |
| In Ireland, my baby waits for me | |
| In no lands, my baby waits for me | |
| Waiting patiently |
| zuò cí : Banhart | |
| When the sun shone on vetiver | |
| When the sun shone on vetiver | |
| When the sun shone down | |
| Well they' re silver and they' re gold | |
| Yeah they' re silver and they' re gold | |
| Yeah they' re silver and cold | |
| And they' re longing for the land | |
| And they' re longing for the land | |
| For nature' s forgiving hand | |
| And we' re drifting and we' re sailing | |
| And we' re drifting and we' re sailing | |
| Now the sun aligns your legs | |
| And your lips and arms and breasts | |
| And the moon pulls wet | |
| Earth And your branches crawl around my claws | |
| And my leaves brush up against your arms | |
| And we' re dancing | |
| In Thailand, my baby waits for me | |
| In Graceland, my baby waits for me | |
| In Spainland, my baby waits for me | |
| In Ireland, my baby waits for me | |
| In no lands, my baby waits for me | |
| Waiting patiently |