Me and Parvati
In Paris, France
Surrounded by musicians
Dressing to dance
On the tomb
Of aquisitions
Where bloomed
Our positions
Scattered like scars
On the skin of the stars
Needing a celebration
We entered a bar
The conversation
Centered on
Conversation
For the frozen beer
In the forstes of upper Thailand
Out on the street
The fragrance of paste
Lingered on her fingers
The forms she traced
Blushed to feel their
Unfamiliar blood
She made her name
On the exit lane
Of the famous Stellar Highways
Out on the street
Sobbing with lust
She denied me a crush
I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.03]Me and Parvati
[00:01.80]In Paris, France
[00:03.57]Surrounded by musicians
[00:05.64]Dressing to dance
[00:07.11]On the tomb
[00:08.73]Of aquisitions
[00:09.84]Where bloomed
[00:10.08]Our positions
[00:14.67]Scattered like scars
[00:16.26]On the skin of the stars
[00:18.39]Needing a celebration
[00:20.13]We entered a bar
[00:22.47]The conversation
[00:24.36]Centered on
[00:24.63]Conversation
[00:30.66]For the frozen beer
[00:32.58]In the forstes of upper Thailand
[00:36.78]Out on the street
[00:38.10]The fragrance of paste
[00:38.82]Lingered on her fingers
[00:40.02]The forms she traced
[00:42.54]Blushed to feel their
[00:43.11]Unfamiliar blood
[01:27.33]She made her name
[01:28.86]On the exit lane
[01:30.63]Of the famous Stellar Highways
[01:34.74]Out on the street
[01:36.90]Sobbing with lust
[02:25.65]She denied me a crush
[02:29.85]I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood
Me and Parvati
In Paris, France
Surrounded by musicians
Dressing to dance
On the tomb
Of aquisitions
Where bloomed
Our positions
Scattered like scars
On the skin of the stars
Needing a celebration
We entered a bar
The conversation
Centered on
Conversation
For the frozen beer
In the forstes of upper Thailand
Out on the street
The fragrance of paste
Lingered on her fingers
The forms she traced
Blushed to feel their
Unfamiliar blood
She made her name
On the exit lane
Of the famous Stellar Highways
Out on the street
Sobbing with lust
She denied me a crush
I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.03]Me and Parvati
[00:01.80]In Paris, France
[00:03.57]Surrounded by musicians
[00:05.64]Dressing to dance
[00:07.11]On the tomb
[00:08.73]Of aquisitions
[00:09.84]Where bloomed
[00:10.08]Our positions
[00:14.67]Scattered like scars
[00:16.26]On the skin of the stars
[00:18.39]Needing a celebration
[00:20.13]We entered a bar
[00:22.47]The conversation
[00:24.36]Centered on
[00:24.63]Conversation
[00:30.66]For the frozen beer
[00:32.58]In the forstes of upper Thailand
[00:36.78]Out on the street
[00:38.10]The fragrance of paste
[00:38.82]Lingered on her fingers
[00:40.02]The forms she traced
[00:42.54]Blushed to feel their
[00:43.11]Unfamiliar blood
[01:27.33]She made her name
[01:28.86]On the exit lane
[01:30.63]Of the famous Stellar Highways
[01:34.74]Out on the street
[01:36.90]Sobbing with lust
[02:25.65]She denied me a crush
[02:29.85]I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood
Now that the slow moons rose
On a silver trellis grows,
Where arctic rivers froze,
Now that the ocean is frozen in motion,
Snow morning comes.
And the...
He used to wear fedoras
There's cabalistic innuendoes
In everything he says
Sucking at a cigarette
Picking up a thread
Underneath the Casablanca Moon
...
Can one wear uncanny hats?
Can one weather hats? Can
one wear feather hats?
Concentrate on irate hats
Radiate from hats. When
sated, vacate hats.
elic...
Here's a little something for all you lovers
Snuggle deep down inside your covers
Make yourselves at home and I'll sing you a song about love
It can s...
From Agincourt to Waterloo
Poitiers and then anjou
The Roses War,the Hundred Years
Through battlefields of blood and tears
From Bosworth Field to Poin...
He's only half-way there, he's only half-way there.
Told me my fortune was enough for me
that I would rather be lying lonely in the houses that stand ...
Casauette de moire,
Quéquette d'ivoire,
Toilette trés noire,
Paul guette l'armoire,
Projette languette sur poire,
S'apprête baguette et foire.
His sil...
We’re chippin’ at the moon with an old bone
Issa and her sister chip until the moon is gone
An endless row of wagons in the snow
Issa grabs her sister...
Harken child by life beguiled,
it's said that some come unsung,
sorry, no song for some,
sing-song's ham-strung.
Seasoned with lies, hardboiled
but st...