| Song | Celestial Horses |
| Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
| Album | Slice O Life: Bruce Cockburn Live Solo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cockburn | |
| Here comes those silver celestial horses | |
| Rays of the moon in the mountain air | |
| I'm steeped in the steam of the last wild hot spring | |
| Maybe I'm melting but | |
| I don't care | |
| There's darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| Tomorrow may be a hissing blowtorch | |
| Maybe a silken sky shaken by the wind | |
| The world's in the wake of those whispering horses | |
| But there's always a pillar of cloud on the valley's rim | |
| There's darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| Still river full of the depths of the candles | |
| Burning for the free ones riding on the other shore | |
| Even at the heart of these breathing shadows | |
| You can feel us gathering at the door | |
| There's darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| For me and for you |
| zuo ci : Cockburn | |
| Here comes those silver celestial horses | |
| Rays of the moon in the mountain air | |
| I' m steeped in the steam of the last wild hot spring | |
| Maybe I' m melting but | |
| I don' t care | |
| There' s darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| Tomorrow may be a hissing blowtorch | |
| Maybe a silken sky shaken by the wind | |
| The world' s in the wake of those whispering horses | |
| But there' s always a pillar of cloud on the valley' s rim | |
| There' s darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| Still river full of the depths of the candles | |
| Burning for the free ones riding on the other shore | |
| Even at the heart of these breathing shadows | |
| You can feel us gathering at the door | |
| There' s darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| For me and for you |
| zuò cí : Cockburn | |
| Here comes those silver celestial horses | |
| Rays of the moon in the mountain air | |
| I' m steeped in the steam of the last wild hot spring | |
| Maybe I' m melting but | |
| I don' t care | |
| There' s darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| Tomorrow may be a hissing blowtorch | |
| Maybe a silken sky shaken by the wind | |
| The world' s in the wake of those whispering horses | |
| But there' s always a pillar of cloud on the valley' s rim | |
| There' s darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| Still river full of the depths of the candles | |
| Burning for the free ones riding on the other shore | |
| Even at the heart of these breathing shadows | |
| You can feel us gathering at the door | |
| There' s darkness in the canyon | |
| But the Light comes pounding through | |
| For me and for you | |
| For me and for you |