Tác giả : Barclay James Harvest, The
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Life is like a tall ship 
Drifting gently from the shore 
Time is like a fair wind 
With a lifetime to explore 
The beauty that surrounds you 
Was meant to be adored 
The problems that surround you 
Were meant to be ignored 
We are love, we are, we are love 
We are love, we are, we are love 
 
I dreamt i held a baby 
I dreamt i held a child 
I dreamt i held a young man 
A prisoner in my hand 
My hand i could not open 
The man grew up inside 
A prisoner without reason 
Just on the other side 
We are love, we are, we are love 
We are love, we are, we are love 
 
 
The blood red rose of summer 
Grows elegant and tall 
In memory of the green grass 
Beyond the guardian wall 
The green grass grows forever 
Beneath the bloody sky 
In memory of the martyrs 
She'll cover when they die 
We are love, we are, we are love 
We are love, we are, we are love