| Song | Bethlehem's Gate |
| Artist | Deacon Blue |
| Album | Whatever You Say, Say Nothing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ross | |
| There was a night | |
| As purple as this | |
| With a love so close | |
| We longed to be missed | |
| Summer '89 | |
| And everything stood | |
| Sure and free and there | |
| To be finished | |
| I long to be there | |
| As bright as the sky | |
| At Bethlehem's gate | |
| September again | |
| You come so quick | |
| So sudden your strength | |
| So strong your kiss | |
| The world groans and strains | |
| For the hope of a time | |
| Like a prayer that | |
| Is wished and willed | |
| To exist | |
| Like knocking so hard | |
| And trying to get through | |
| To Bethlehem's gate | |
| I'm chiding the heart | |
| That the body will live | |
| To question the power | |
| And the gift of birth | |
| To stand and grow and die | |
| On the wasteland | |
| That scorns the high temples | |
| We build | |
| And stand in the way | |
| And darken the sky | |
| At Bethlehem's gate | |
| Stand in the way | |
| And darken the sky | |
| At Bethlehem's gate |
| zuo qu : Ross | |
| There was a night | |
| As purple as this | |
| With a love so close | |
| We longed to be missed | |
| Summer ' 89 | |
| And everything stood | |
| Sure and free and there | |
| To be finished | |
| I long to be there | |
| As bright as the sky | |
| At Bethlehem' s gate | |
| September again | |
| You come so quick | |
| So sudden your strength | |
| So strong your kiss | |
| The world groans and strains | |
| For the hope of a time | |
| Like a prayer that | |
| Is wished and willed | |
| To exist | |
| Like knocking so hard | |
| And trying to get through | |
| To Bethlehem' s gate | |
| I' m chiding the heart | |
| That the body will live | |
| To question the power | |
| And the gift of birth | |
| To stand and grow and die | |
| On the wasteland | |
| That scorns the high temples | |
| We build | |
| And stand in the way | |
| And darken the sky | |
| At Bethlehem' s gate | |
| Stand in the way | |
| And darken the sky | |
| At Bethlehem' s gate |
| zuò qǔ : Ross | |
| There was a night | |
| As purple as this | |
| With a love so close | |
| We longed to be missed | |
| Summer ' 89 | |
| And everything stood | |
| Sure and free and there | |
| To be finished | |
| I long to be there | |
| As bright as the sky | |
| At Bethlehem' s gate | |
| September again | |
| You come so quick | |
| So sudden your strength | |
| So strong your kiss | |
| The world groans and strains | |
| For the hope of a time | |
| Like a prayer that | |
| Is wished and willed | |
| To exist | |
| Like knocking so hard | |
| And trying to get through | |
| To Bethlehem' s gate | |
| I' m chiding the heart | |
| That the body will live | |
| To question the power | |
| And the gift of birth | |
| To stand and grow and die | |
| On the wasteland | |
| That scorns the high temples | |
| We build | |
| And stand in the way | |
| And darken the sky | |
| At Bethlehem' s gate | |
| Stand in the way | |
| And darken the sky | |
| At Bethlehem' s gate |