In a small-town diner, ‘neath the pale moonlight,
A jukebox was playin’ something new that night,
Not like the jazz from the years gone by,
But a young heart’s rhythm, sweet and sly...
On a Memphis street where the blues once cried,
A guitar got wired, and the whole world sighed,
"Oh, what’s this magic? This joyful sound?"
That’s when the 50’s began,
With a melody no one could dam,
Elvis would sway, Berry would play,
And the stars wrote our names in the sand...
At the drive-in movies, where the kids all clung,
To the songs that burst from a rebel tongue,
No fancy words, just a beat so true,
It was me… and it was you...
Doo-wah, doo-wah, the angels sighed…
Doo-wah, doo-wah, for rock ‘n’ roll’s cry…
That’s when the 50’s began,
Not with a shout, but a tremblin’ hand,
Holdin’ the dream of a song so grand,
It would never… ever… end...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
In a small-town diner, ‘neath the pale moonlight,
A jukebox was playin’ something new that night,
Not like the jazz from the years gone by,
But a young heart’s rhythm, sweet and sly...
On a Memphis street where the blues once cried,
A guitar got wired, and the whole world sighed,
"Oh, what’s this magic? This joyful sound?"
That’s when the 50’s began,
With a melody no one could dam,
Elvis would sway, Berry would play,
And the stars wrote our names in the sand...
At the drive-in movies, where the kids all clung,
To the songs that burst from a rebel tongue,
No fancy words, just a beat so true,
It was me… and it was you...
Doo-wah, doo-wah, the angels sighed…
Doo-wah, doo-wah, for rock ‘n’ roll’s cry…
That’s when the 50’s began,
Not with a shout, but a tremblin’ hand,
Holdin’ the dream of a song so grand,
It would never… ever… end...
📝 纯歌词版本
In a small-town diner, ‘neath the pale moonlight,
A jukebox was playin’ something new that night,
Not like the jazz from the years gone by,
But a young heart’s rhythm, sweet and sly...
On a Memphis street where the blues once cried,
A guitar got wired, and the whole world sighed,
"Oh, what’s this magic? This joyful sound?"
That’s when the 50’s began,
With a melody no one could dam,
Elvis would sway, Berry would play,
And the stars wrote our names in the sand...
At the drive-in movies, where the kids all clung,
To the songs that burst from a rebel tongue,
No fancy words, just a beat so true,
It was me… and it was you...
Doo-wah, doo-wah, the angels sighed…
Doo-wah, doo-wah, for rock ‘n’ roll’s cry…
That’s when the 50’s began,
Not with a shout, but a tremblin’ hand,
Holdin’ the dream of a song so grand,
It would never… ever… end...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
In a small-town diner, ‘neath the pale moonlight,
A jukebox was playin’ something new that night,
Not like the jazz from the years gone by,
But a young heart’s rhythm, sweet and sly...
On a Memphis street where the blues once cried,
A guitar got wired, and the whole world sighed,
"Oh, what’s this magic? This joyful sound?"
That’s when the 50’s began,
With a melody no one could dam,
Elvis would sway, Berry would play,
And the stars wrote our names in the sand...
At the drive-in movies, where the kids all clung,
To the songs that burst from a rebel tongue,
No fancy words, just a beat so true,
It was me… and it was you...
Doo-wah, doo-wah, the angels sighed…
Doo-wah, doo-wah, for rock ‘n’ roll’s cry…
That’s when the 50’s began,
Not with a shout, but a tremblin’ hand,
Holdin’ the dream of a song so grand,
It would never… ever… end...
Time bends funny, reality gaps.
Infinity's a cage, yet it feels so free,
You and me, forever lost in the cosmic sea.
Black hole cradle, where the ech...
Yeah-yeah
Katrina, you blow my mind, mami
Esto se siente como un huracán
Let’s go
She came from the north, with the wind in her hair
Wild like the oc...
I’ve been runnin’ tired through these streets
Payin’ rent that bites more than it feeds
We used to dream with stars and grace
Now I’m just tryin’ to h...
Cabalgando en la sombra de un tiempo lejano
vi palacios de oro, de pan sin verano
las élites viejas con cara de nuevas
bebiendo la sangre de quien las...
Hello…
“Hello” is the first chord of an unwritten song
the threshold where two silences meet
and something in the air… begins to shift
Hello, you cam...
Pixels flashing, neon gleam
Living in a digital dream
Joystick warriors, quarter in hand
Battling monsters across the land
High score legends, flashi...
We light the candles in the dark
Tracing years that left a mark
Photos worn but hearts still bold
Anniversaries take us back
Moments stitched in gold...
No jardim do vento nasceu
Deidre, pequena estrela que desceu
Entre as flores, seu beijo brilhou
era saudade que nunca passou
Deidre voa, coração a so...
Elas chegam cedo pra ver o sol nascer,
Pé na areia, sorriso de enlouquecer.
Brisa nos cabelos, perfume de mar,
Fazem a gente sonhar sem nem precisar f...