Jose Lyrics

Song	Jose
Artist	Dolores Keane
Album	Night Owl
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	作词 : Faulkner, Pavey
	in the streets of sao paulo
	in the morning light
	there are children begging there
	waiting for the night

	maria searching for her child
	where are you mosaic/hausey
	he doesn't hear his mother's cry
	they've taken mosaic away

	she always carries his picture around
	on a printed mosaic
	she ask the other children there
	handreds every day
	she think she sees him here in the crowd
	she's running calling his name
	she turns around and pass him again
	so many just to sing(?)

	and when the shades of eveningcome
	street children hide away
	them man with guns they roam around
	lurking for their prey
	in the sewers the children lay
	they are full of fear
	so many like 'em every night
	they just dissapear

	there are children in this town
	who are need and keep
	they have mates and go to school in the lemosine
	theyr parents pay the men with the guns
	to keep them safe and sound
	they toke hausey in the night
	cleaning up the town

	【in the park of butterflys
	in the may day sun
	he can grip the violet and gold
	there's live begone
	they fly and weep along the flowers
	they will never know pain
	the story comes and breeze the wind
	in the tropical rain】

	每次听到这里精神没法集中，觉得歌词变得特别模糊。
	请能者校正补齐并确立男孩的名字~

	in the streets of sao paulo
	in the morning light
	there are children begging there
	waiting for the night

	there's a picture of mary and jesus
	hanging on the wall
	no one here maria's cry
	no one hears it at all
	no one here maria's cry
	no one hears her at all

	by猫猫

	zuo ci : Faulkner, Pavey
	in the streets of sao paulo
	in the morning light
	there are children begging there
	waiting for the night

	maria searching for her child
	where are you mosaic hausey
	he doesn' t hear his mother' s cry
	they' ve taken mosaic away

	she always carries his picture around
	on a printed mosaic
	she ask the other children there
	handreds every day
	she think she sees him here in the crowd
	she' s running calling his name
	she turns around and pass him again
	so many just to sing?

	and when the shades of eveningcome
	street children hide away
	them man with guns they roam around
	lurking for their prey
	in the sewers the children lay
	they are full of fear
	so many like ' em every night
	they just dissapear

	there are children in this town
	who are need and keep
	they have mates and go to school in the lemosine
	theyr parents pay the men with the guns
	to keep them safe and sound
	they toke hausey in the night
	cleaning up the town

	in the park of butterflys
	in the may day sun
	he can grip the violet and gold
	there' s live begone
	they fly and weep along the flowers
	they will never know pain
	the story comes and breeze the wind
	in the tropical rain

	mei ci ting dao zhe li jing shen mei fa ji zhong, jue de ge ci bian de te bie mo hu.
	qing neng zhe jiao zheng bu qi bing que li nan hai de ming zi

	in the streets of sao paulo
	in the morning light
	there are children begging there
	waiting for the night

	there' s a picture of mary and jesus
	hanging on the wall
	no one here maria' s cry
	no one hears it at all
	no one here maria' s cry
	no one hears her at all

	by mao mao

	zuò cí : Faulkner, Pavey
	in the streets of sao paulo
	in the morning light
	there are children begging there
	waiting for the night

	maria searching for her child
	where are you mosaic hausey
	he doesn' t hear his mother' s cry
	they' ve taken mosaic away

	she always carries his picture around
	on a printed mosaic
	she ask the other children there
	handreds every day
	she think she sees him here in the crowd
	she' s running calling his name
	she turns around and pass him again
	so many just to sing?

	and when the shades of eveningcome
	street children hide away
	them man with guns they roam around
	lurking for their prey
	in the sewers the children lay
	they are full of fear
	so many like ' em every night
	they just dissapear

	there are children in this town
	who are need and keep
	they have mates and go to school in the lemosine
	theyr parents pay the men with the guns
	to keep them safe and sound
	they toke hausey in the night
	cleaning up the town

	in the park of butterflys
	in the may day sun
	he can grip the violet and gold
	there' s live begone
	they fly and weep along the flowers
	they will never know pain
	the story comes and breeze the wind
	in the tropical rain

	měi cì tīng dào zhè lǐ jīng shén méi fǎ jí zhōng, jué de gē cí biàn de tè bié mó hu.
	qǐng néng zhě jiào zhèng bǔ qí bìng què lì nán hái de míng zì

	in the streets of sao paulo
	in the morning light
	there are children begging there
	waiting for the night

	there' s a picture of mary and jesus
	hanging on the wall
	no one here maria' s cry
	no one hears it at all
	no one here maria' s cry
	no one hears her at all

	by māo māo

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