| Song | Rooks |
| Artist | Shearwater |
| Album | The Snow Leopard EP |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Meiburg | |
| When the rooks were laid in piles by the sides of the road | |
| Crashing into the aerials tangled in the laundry line | |
| And gathered in a field they were burned in a feathering pyre | |
| With their cold, black eyes | |
| When the swallows fell from the eaves and the gulls from the spires | |
| The starlings in their millions will feed on the ground where they lie | |
| The ambulance men said there's nowhere to flee for your life | |
| So we stay inside | |
| And we'll sleep until the world of man is paralyzed | |
| Oh, the falconer awakes to the sound of the bells | |
| Overhead and southbound | |
| They are leaving his life | |
| And each empty cage just rings in his heart like a bell | |
| Underneath these cold stars | |
| In this trembling night | |
| And he cries, | |
| "Amen let the kingdom come tonight | |
| Let this dream be realized" |
| zuo qu : Meiburg | |
| When the rooks were laid in piles by the sides of the road | |
| Crashing into the aerials tangled in the laundry line | |
| And gathered in a field they were burned in a feathering pyre | |
| With their cold, black eyes | |
| When the swallows fell from the eaves and the gulls from the spires | |
| The starlings in their millions will feed on the ground where they lie | |
| The ambulance men said there' s nowhere to flee for your life | |
| So we stay inside | |
| And we' ll sleep until the world of man is paralyzed | |
| Oh, the falconer awakes to the sound of the bells | |
| Overhead and southbound | |
| They are leaving his life | |
| And each empty cage just rings in his heart like a bell | |
| Underneath these cold stars | |
| In this trembling night | |
| And he cries, | |
| " Amen let the kingdom come tonight | |
| Let this dream be realized" |
| zuò qǔ : Meiburg | |
| When the rooks were laid in piles by the sides of the road | |
| Crashing into the aerials tangled in the laundry line | |
| And gathered in a field they were burned in a feathering pyre | |
| With their cold, black eyes | |
| When the swallows fell from the eaves and the gulls from the spires | |
| The starlings in their millions will feed on the ground where they lie | |
| The ambulance men said there' s nowhere to flee for your life | |
| So we stay inside | |
| And we' ll sleep until the world of man is paralyzed | |
| Oh, the falconer awakes to the sound of the bells | |
| Overhead and southbound | |
| They are leaving his life | |
| And each empty cage just rings in his heart like a bell | |
| Underneath these cold stars | |
| In this trembling night | |
| And he cries, | |
| " Amen let the kingdom come tonight | |
| Let this dream be realized" |