| Song | Song Of The Valley |
| Artist | John Cale |
| Album | Artificial Intelligence |
| 作词 : Cale, Sloman | |
| I roamed the world for love and glory | |
| Full-time ambassador of mirth | |
| I never thought that i'd be sorry | |
| To squander most of my true worth | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves crash on the shore | |
| I was a soldier of the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore | |
| So now i just wait for the hour | |
| Lips parted like a kiss | |
| I just assume there is a power | |
| Who can deliver me from this | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves crash on the shore | |
| I was a soldier of the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore | |
| They say that love is like a flower | |
| That bows so graceful to the light | |
| But i've seen most true love go sour | |
| Then blossom in the dead of night | |
| I can't be certain of the hour | |
| Or who will bear that final kiss | |
| I must assume there is a power | |
| Who can deliver me from this | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves crash on the shore | |
| I was a soldier of the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore | |
| To roam the world for love and glory | |
| To roam the world at all | |
| Who would have thought that i'd be sorry | |
| To squander it all | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves push up against the shore | |
| I was a soldier on the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore |
| zuò cí : Cale, Sloman | |
| I roamed the world for love and glory | |
| Fulltime ambassador of mirth | |
| I never thought that i' d be sorry | |
| To squander most of my true worth | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves crash on the shore | |
| I was a soldier of the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore | |
| So now i just wait for the hour | |
| Lips parted like a kiss | |
| I just assume there is a power | |
| Who can deliver me from this | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves crash on the shore | |
| I was a soldier of the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore | |
| They say that love is like a flower | |
| That bows so graceful to the light | |
| But i' ve seen most true love go sour | |
| Then blossom in the dead of night | |
| I can' t be certain of the hour | |
| Or who will bear that final kiss | |
| I must assume there is a power | |
| Who can deliver me from this | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves crash on the shore | |
| I was a soldier of the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore | |
| To roam the world for love and glory | |
| To roam the world at all | |
| Who would have thought that i' d be sorry | |
| To squander it all | |
| The sun beats down on the valley | |
| The waves push up against the shore | |
| I was a soldier on the alley | |
| I cannot fight there anymore |