Bản dịch: Eagles. Ne.
I used to couldn't dance too good I had to get some moves I was a scared on the dance floor I had the no boogie blues, oh Now I'm on fire Show these
Haow Don't move, don't speak, even whisper There's something happenin' but don't be scared I'm too smooth, you never see me coming I'm never in a hurry
One, two One, two, three, four When I feel like you get too close I put you right down I never really leave, I just slip away And it's not my purpose
No more walks in the wood The trees have all been cut down And where once they stood Not even a wagon rut appears along the path Low brush is taking over
Sitting by a foggy window Staring at the pouring rain Falling down like lonely teardrops Memories of love in vain These cloudy days Make you wanna cry
You don't have to say a word I can see it in your eyes I know what you wanna say It's so hard to say goodbye I can hold back my tears and try to be strong
It's not the first time That I've had the sense that something's wrong But I'm old enough to know That things don't always work out like they should I
Look at us baby, up all night Tearin' our love apart Aren't we the same two people Who lived through years in the dark? Every time I try to walk away
I was standing All alone against the world outside You were searching For a place to hide Lost and lonely Now you've given me the will to survive When
There was beer all over the dance floor And the band was playin' rhythm and blues You got down and did the gator And half an hour later, you were barfin
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me Oh things are gonna happen naturally Oh taking your advice and I'm looking on the
Well, I saw fireworks from the freeway And behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away 'Cause you were born on the fourth of July, freedom ring Now
I bare my windowed self, untamed and untrained Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall
And I'm, I'm over-joyed And I'm, I'm over-loved And I'm feeling lucky like a little boy Who's hiding under cover And looking to discover Every way to
This is the most unusual story of a most unusual girl She's the paint in my picture of a most unusual world She can crawl out a frame while she's hanging
Hands in Line Arms close to my side I'm fighting tides Of an ocean's undertow And I figure that I might not make it I'm taking empty but seldom speaking
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