Lambics 歌词

Hold me in your arms And take another drink Of the bottle of ale Or the bottle of fame The bitter flower pressed Each and every Spring My failures attest To the blooming from the grave And in defeating death, I sing Pursing my lips Around the bottle's seal And looking within My influence revealed The sweetness of the beer The lambic on my tongue How can the throat reject What the body wants? See, see me when I go Return, a new man See, see yourself in me And I, see myself in him All my darkest parts, in the light All my darkest parts, in the light All my darkest parts, in the light All my darkest parts, in the light