歌手:Poets of the Fall
专辑:《Live in Moscow》

作词 : Marko Saaresto
作曲 : Marko Saaresto/Olli Tukiainen/Markus Kaarlonen

Good evening, Moscow!

I hear a sigh, longing for loving in this life

The how and the why, that keeps us running through the night

Touching divine, for me it has only your face

I’m looking to find pieces of wisdom I’ve misplaced

I don’t make the rules dear

You don’t hear the symphony I hear

We don’t get a dollar bill for every shining tear

Fictitious and so real

Love’s a onetime deal

With a delicious dark appeal

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah

So precious, yet surreal

Life’s a onetime deal

With a delicious dark appeal

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah

Our witnessing fault in every pawn in the game

The only one called proudly answers to my name

No I don’t know why why why love is a thief in the night

The one that you try, is your most devoted guide

I don’t make the rules dear

You don’t hear the symphony I hear

We don’t get a dollar bill for every shining tear

Fictitious and so real

Love’s a onetime deal

With a delicious dark appeal

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah

So precious, yet surreal

Life’s a onetime deal

With a delicious dark appeal

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah

So thank you for using me, playing me, displaying me

And selling me to slavery, yeah

Thank you for using me, flaying me, erasing me

Awarding me for bravery

Fictitious and so real

Love’s a onetime deal

With a delicious dark appeal

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah

So precious, yet surreal

Life’s a onetime deal

With a delicious dark appeal

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah

I know I feel delicious!