Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Som


Interface


Nível de dificuldade


Sotaque



Interface de linguagem

pt

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Suporte   |   FAQ
1
cadastre-se / faça login
Lyrkit

doar

5$

Lyrkit

doar

10$

Lyrkit

doar

20$

Lyrkit

E/ou me apoie nas redes sociais. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Gang Of Youths

tend the garden

 

tend the garden

(álbum: angel in realtime. - 2022)


I was young, it was the 60's you see
I never wanted to be the chief of anything
So it was singing in the church for me
Behind the organ was as close as I'd ever be
There was a woman that I knew before
She was in Auckland, she was spoken for
My hair was short, my skin was brown
I did construction work from town to town
There were things we did and should not have done
Been half a century since I seen my sons

Lord knows if
They would ever forgive me, I won't
Forgive myself at least
There are strange forces
In the air only time can unleash
In a way, I still believe

I fell in love, it was the 90's you see
I met a woman across the Tasman in '83
And we settled down and raised a couple kids
But I couldn't bring myself to tell 'em what I did
I hope that one day if they find my sons
They'll tell 'em everything that I've become
And I will hold it till my dying breath
When I tend the garden, I will think of them
But my youngest kid, he can't shut his mouth
I guess it won't be long till the truth is out

Lord knows if
They would ever forgive me, I don't
Forgive myself at least
There are strange forces
In the air only time can release
In a way, I still believe

In the instance of pain
I look straight down at the iris
If the irises fade
I spend days out in the yard
In the absence of rain
I take a seat down at the organ
And I play
Lord, I play
Ah!

feito

Você adicionou todas as palavras desconhecidas dessa música?