| Song | Lady In Black (Live In France / 2014) |
| Artist | Yodelice |
| Album | Like A Million Dreams |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Marianne Groves | |
| 作曲 : Yodelice/Xavier Caux | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my back | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk and flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| Betrayal and sadness | |
| Booming in my chest | |
| Strumbling in my best dress | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Unseen and forsaken | |
| One lost Puerto Rican | |
| My heart and heels broken | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my back | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk and flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| The past is filming over | |
| Memories foam and lather | |
| Your words melt in my tears | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| I've loved and I've seen | |
| The price of self-esteem | |
| The daring, the loathing | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my black | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk ans flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| Rolling under my feet | |
| The tarmac cries and weeps | |
| Your heat is my call sheet | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive |
| zuo ci : Marianne Groves | |
| zuo qu : Yodelice Xavier Caux | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my back | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk and flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| Betrayal and sadness | |
| Booming in my chest | |
| Strumbling in my best dress | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Unseen and forsaken | |
| One lost Puerto Rican | |
| My heart and heels broken | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my back | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk and flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| The past is filming over | |
| Memories foam and lather | |
| Your words melt in my tears | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| I' ve loved and I' ve seen | |
| The price of selfesteem | |
| The daring, the loathing | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my black | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk ans flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| Rolling under my feet | |
| The tarmac cries and weeps | |
| Your heat is my call sheet | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive |
| zuò cí : Marianne Groves | |
| zuò qǔ : Yodelice Xavier Caux | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my back | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk and flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| Betrayal and sadness | |
| Booming in my chest | |
| Strumbling in my best dress | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Unseen and forsaken | |
| One lost Puerto Rican | |
| My heart and heels broken | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my back | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk and flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| The past is filming over | |
| Memories foam and lather | |
| Your words melt in my tears | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| I' ve loved and I' ve seen | |
| The price of selfesteem | |
| The daring, the loathing | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive | |
| Silent howling in the night | |
| I like my satin black | |
| Blacker than the knife | |
| Thrust in my black | |
| Seeking for a beam of light | |
| In this city of haste | |
| My life cast aside | |
| As toxic waste | |
| Silk ans flowers | |
| Ripped off my flesh | |
| Rolling under my feet | |
| The tarmac cries and weeps | |
| Your heat is my call sheet | |
| On Lowest Wacker Drive |