| Song | Celtic Sonant |
| Artist | The Moody Blues |
| Album | Keys Of The Kingdom |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Thomas | |
| Deep peace of the running wave to you | |
| Deep peace of the flowing air to you | |
| Deep peace of the quiet earth to you | |
| Deep peace of the shining star to you | |
| Deep peace of the son of peace to you | |
| One man stood firm guarding cups overflowing | |
| Brimful of memories and yesterday's dreams | |
| He could never explain his own silent thunder | |
| The ocean just blows rough at this time of year | |
| CHORUSAnd the wheel keeps on turning | |
| The wheel keeps on turning | |
| The wheel keeps on turning | |
| Turning around | |
| Words left unsaid may have special meanings | |
| Dust hidden pages fill the books left unread | |
| One bleak page left the poet crying | |
| He failed to remember there's a price on his head | |
| CHORUSAway we sail with alour flags flying | |
| Too many changes can cause us delay | |
| Each star in the sky is there for a reason | |
| Making it so bright for this time of day | |
| CHORUS |
| zuo ci : Thomas | |
| Deep peace of the running wave to you | |
| Deep peace of the flowing air to you | |
| Deep peace of the quiet earth to you | |
| Deep peace of the shining star to you | |
| Deep peace of the son of peace to you | |
| One man stood firm guarding cups overflowing | |
| Brimful of memories and yesterday' s dreams | |
| He could never explain his own silent thunder | |
| The ocean just blows rough at this time of year | |
| CHORUSAnd the wheel keeps on turning | |
| The wheel keeps on turning | |
| The wheel keeps on turning | |
| Turning around | |
| Words left unsaid may have special meanings | |
| Dust hidden pages fill the books left unread | |
| One bleak page left the poet crying | |
| He failed to remember there' s a price on his head | |
| CHORUSAway we sail with alour flags flying | |
| Too many changes can cause us delay | |
| Each star in the sky is there for a reason | |
| Making it so bright for this time of day | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Thomas | |
| Deep peace of the running wave to you | |
| Deep peace of the flowing air to you | |
| Deep peace of the quiet earth to you | |
| Deep peace of the shining star to you | |
| Deep peace of the son of peace to you | |
| One man stood firm guarding cups overflowing | |
| Brimful of memories and yesterday' s dreams | |
| He could never explain his own silent thunder | |
| The ocean just blows rough at this time of year | |
| CHORUSAnd the wheel keeps on turning | |
| The wheel keeps on turning | |
| The wheel keeps on turning | |
| Turning around | |
| Words left unsaid may have special meanings | |
| Dust hidden pages fill the books left unread | |
| One bleak page left the poet crying | |
| He failed to remember there' s a price on his head | |
| CHORUSAway we sail with alour flags flying | |
| Too many changes can cause us delay | |
| Each star in the sky is there for a reason | |
| Making it so bright for this time of day | |
| CHORUS |