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The Decemberists
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Constantinople
作词:Colin Meloy
O the minarets of Constantinople Are plated gold, ivory and opal Their cupolas all onion domed and light
And the magistrate of Constantinople Has made a match, his family was hopeful Their daughter would be promised a wedding night
But the Sultan's weary bride, she won't be wed tonight Nor fall beneath a canopy to lie For far across the town her lover's lying drowned And painted by the Bosporus in blue And there's nothing for a broken heart to do
Down the dirty streets of Constantinople 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 The beggars weep, their hands all wide open Their severed leper limbs all swing and sway
At a windowsill in Constantinople Our Hero sighs to melodies noteful And gazes on the walls that hold his love
But the Sultan's weary bride, she won't be wed tonight Nor fall beneath a canopy to lie For far across the town her lover now is drowned And painted by the Bosporus in blue And there's nothing for a broken heart to do
No, there's nothing for a broken heart to do Except cry
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