[00:00.00] 作词 : Tamas Wells
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Tamas Wells
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[00:13.60]Some say England had a queen
[00:15.73]who was married to a dreamer
[00:17.98]Who was going insane
[00:19.17]and held together by a battle
[00:22.29]And a reel of forty two pages sealed
[00:28.17]in a weather tight drum
[00:29.85]It was leather' it was guns that would hold it inside
[00:33.42]All together till the ceremony came
[00:37.04]And everyone waited still
[00:40.92]Everyone waited still
[00:46.04]But the battle didn’t mean
[00:47.48]there were treasures there were dreams
[00:49.29]Of every vain and wealthy brother in a February field
[00:54.98]Forced to be trading yield
[01:00.81]And cattle and steed from wherever there is need
[01:03.26]And it's measured in love
[01:05.01]Held together till the ceremony came
[01:08.98]And everyone waited still
[01:12.60]Everyone waited still
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[01:19.56]Deck the halls with the wealth of mine
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[01:45.18]Some say England had a queen
[01:47.14]who was married to a dreamer
[01:49.26]Who was going insane
[01:50.57]and held together by a battle
[01:53.63]And a reel of forty two pages
[01:56.48]sealed in a weather tight drum
[01:59.97]It was leather it was guns that would hold it inside
[02:05.11]All together till the ceremony came

作词 : Tamas Wells
作曲 : Tamas Wells

Some say England had a queen
who was married to a dreamer
Who was going insane
and held together by a battle
And a reel of forty two pages sealed
in a weather tight drum
It was leather' it was guns that would hold it inside
All together till the ceremony came
And everyone waited still
Everyone waited still
But the battle didn’t mean
there were treasures there were dreams
Of every vain and wealthy brother in a February field
Forced to be trading yield
And cattle and steed from wherever there is need
And it's measured in love
Held together till the ceremony came
And everyone waited still
Everyone waited still
Deck the halls with the wealth of mine
Some say England had a queen
who was married to a dreamer
Who was going insane
and held together by a battle
And a reel of forty two pages
sealed in a weather tight drum
It was leather it was guns that would hold it inside
All together till the ceremony came