Well, the summertime has gone And the leaves are gently turnin? And my love, I wanna take you To the place heart-a-yearnin? Will you go? Lassie go And
Snow in San Anselmo The deer cross by the lights The mission down in old San Rafael And a madman looking for a fight A madman looking for a fight And
sings against Nelson Riddle Strings Then takes a vacation Seen some hard times Drawn some bad lines No time for shoeshines Hard nose, the highway I
Leaves of brown they fall to the ground And it's here, over there leaves around Shut the door, dim the lights and relax What is more, your desire or the
Did you ever hear about the great deception? Well the plastic revolutionaries take the money and run Have you ever been down to love city? Where they
sinatra sings against Nelson Riddle Strings Then takes a vacation Seen some hard times Drawn some bad lines No time for shoeshines Hard Nose the Highway
번역: 밴 모리슨. 하드 코 하이웨이.
: (Van Morrison) Snow in San Anselmo The deer cross by the lights The mission down in old San Rafael A madman looking for a fight A madman looking for
: (Van Morrison) Did you ever hear about the great deception Well the plastic revolutionaries take the money and run Have you ever been down to love
sings against Nelson Riddle Strings Then takes a vacation Seen some hard times Drawn some bad lines No time for shoeshines Hard Nose the Highway I was
: (Arranged By Van Morrison) Well the summertime has gone And the leaves are gently turnin' And my love I wanna take you To the place heart-a-yearnin
: (Van Morrison) Leaves of brown they fall to the ground And it's here, over there leaves around Shut the door, dim the lights and relax What is more
: (Joe Raposo) It's not easy bein' green Having to spend each day the color of the leaves When I think it could be nicer bein' red or yellow or gold
: (Van Morrison) We were the War Children Born 1945 When all the soldiers came marching home Love looks in their eye Tennessee Tennessee Williams Let
: (Van Morrison) Look at the ivy on the cold clinging wall Look at the flowers and the green grass so tall It's not a matter of when push comes to shove
(Van Morrison) Leaves of brown they fall to the ground And it's here, over there leaves around Shut the door, dim the lights and relax What is more,
(Joe Raposo) It's not easy bein' green Having to spend each day the color of the leaves When I think it could be nicer bein' red or yellow or gold Or
