She Is Beautiful Lyrics
| Song | She Is Beautiful |
| Artist | The Malibu BeachBand |
| Artist | Signe Marie Schmidt-Jacobsen |
| Artist | Thomas Winkler |
| Album | She Is Beautiful |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tomas Raae | |
| 作曲 : Tomas Raae | |
| She is beautiful | |
| HE: I caught her with something in her eye. She's beautiful, just standing - just standing like a little girl. | |
| SHE; He behaves like a curly dance, never know which direction. Someday he'll just disappear, just disappear | |
| Narrator; She's looking at him worried. Just awake. Hair like an old bumpy helmet. He whispers a secret to her. She surrenders, shortly, and smiles | |
| HE: She’s like broken glass, filled with wine. She's like pouring rain, seen from the highest mountain | |
| SHE; He says he likes me. Just can't figure out what that means. He's like the old church on the hill, the old church on the hill | |
| Narrator; | |
| She's looking at him worried. Just awake. Hair like an old bumpy helmet . He whispers a secret to her. She surrenders, shortly, and smiles |
| zuo ci : Tomas Raae | |
| zuo qu : Tomas Raae | |
| She is beautiful | |
| HE: I caught her with something in her eye. She' s beautiful, just standing just standing like a little girl. | |
| SHE He behaves like a curly dance, never know which direction. Someday he' ll just disappear, just disappear | |
| Narrator She' s looking at him worried. Just awake. Hair like an old bumpy helmet. He whispers a secret to her. She surrenders, shortly, and smiles | |
| HE: She' s like broken glass, filled with wine. She' s like pouring rain, seen from the highest mountain | |
| SHE He says he likes me. Just can' t figure out what that means. He' s like the old church on the hill, the old church on the hill | |
| Narrator | |
| She' s looking at him worried. Just awake. Hair like an old bumpy helmet . He whispers a secret to her. She surrenders, shortly, and smiles |
| zuò cí : Tomas Raae | |
| zuò qǔ : Tomas Raae | |
| She is beautiful | |
| HE: I caught her with something in her eye. She' s beautiful, just standing just standing like a little girl. | |
| SHE He behaves like a curly dance, never know which direction. Someday he' ll just disappear, just disappear | |
| Narrator She' s looking at him worried. Just awake. Hair like an old bumpy helmet. He whispers a secret to her. She surrenders, shortly, and smiles | |
| HE: She' s like broken glass, filled with wine. She' s like pouring rain, seen from the highest mountain | |
| SHE He says he likes me. Just can' t figure out what that means. He' s like the old church on the hill, the old church on the hill | |
| Narrator | |
| She' s looking at him worried. Just awake. Hair like an old bumpy helmet . He whispers a secret to her. She surrenders, shortly, and smiles |
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