GOLDWING

He hath come to the bosom of his beloved

Smiling on him she beareth him to highest heav'n

With yearning heart

On thee we gaze O' gold-wingd messenger of mighty Gods

Goldwing angel

Go home don't tell

Anyone what you are

You're sacred and they're starved

And their art is getting dark

And there you are to tear apart

Tear apart tear apart tear apart

You better keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down da-da-down-down

Better keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down da-da-down-down

They're gonna tell you what you wanna hear

Then they're gonna disappear

Gonna claim you like you a souvenir

Just to sell you in a year

You better keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down da-da-down-down

Keep your head down-down

Down

Da-da-down-down da-da-down-down

Better keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down da-da-down-down

Keep your head down-down

Da-da-down-down da-da-down-down

That's good

翻译贡献者：伤感咩吖