作词 : Mark Knopfler 作曲 : Mark Knopfler Artist：mark knopfler Songs Title：done with bonaparte
Weve paid in hell since moscow burned
As cossacks tear us piece by piece
Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues
Though death would be a sweet release
And our grande arme is dressed in rags
A frozen starving beggar band
Like rats we steal each others scraps
Fall to fighting hand to hand
Save my soul from evil, lord And heal this soldiers heart
Ill trust in thee to keep me, lord Im done with bonaparte
What dreams he made for us to dream
Spanish skies, egyptian sands
The world was ours, we marched upon
Our little corporals command
And I lost an eye at austerlitz
The sabre slash yet gives me pain
My one true love awaits me still
The flower of the aquitaine
Save my soul from evil, lord And heal this soldiers heart
Ill trust in thee to keep me, lord Im with done bonaparte
I pray for her who prays for me
A safe return to my belle france
We prayed these wars would end all wars
In war we know is no romance
And I pray our child will never see
A little corporal again
Point toward a foreign shore
Captivate the hearts of men
Save my soul from evil, lord And heal this soldiers heart
Ill trust in thee to keep me, lord Im done with bonaparte
[00:00.000] 作词 : Mark Knopfler [00:01.000] 作曲 : Mark Knopfler [00:06.02]Artist：mark knopfler [00:07.08]Songs Title：done with bonaparte [00:10.35] [00:25.21]Weve paid in hell since moscow burned [00:27.46] [00:30.23]As cossacks tear us piece by piece [00:32.49] [00:34.92]Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues [00:37.20] [00:39.94]Though death would be a sweet release [00:42.01] [00:44.84]And our grande arme is dressed in rags [00:47.12] [00:49.99]A frozen starving beggar band [00:51.93] [00:54.63]Like rats we steal each others scraps [00:56.69] [00:59.99]Fall to fighting hand to hand [01:02.08] [01:04.78]Save my soul from evil, lord [01:07.28]And heal this soldiers heart [01:08.64] [01:10.72]Ill trust in thee to keep me, lord [01:13.40]Im done with bonaparte [01:14.59] [01:36.57]What dreams he made for us to dream [01:38.88] [01:41.70]Spanish skies, egyptian sands [01:43.63] [01:46.33]The world was ours, we marched upon [01:48.46] [01:51.33]Our little corporals command [01:53.19] [01:56.21]And I lost an eye at austerlitz [01:58.20] [02:01.39]The sabre slash yet gives me pain [02:03.45] [02:06.02]My one true love awaits me still [02:08.34] [02:11.35]The flower of the aquitaine [02:12.82] [02:16.20]Save my soul from evil, lord [02:18.44]And heal this soldiers heart [02:19.90] [02:22.15]Ill trust in thee to keep me, lord [02:24.71]Im with done bonaparte [02:25.68] [02:48.09]I pray for her who prays for me [02:50.65] [02:53.16]A safe return to my belle france [02:55.34] [02:57.86]We prayed these wars would end all wars [03:00.23] [03:02.74]In war we know is no romance [03:04.94] [03:07.69]And I pray our child will never see [03:09.94] [03:12.64]A little corporal again [03:14.42] [03:17.93]Point toward a foreign shore [03:19.88] [03:22.88]Captivate the hearts of men [03:24.58] [03:27.57]Save my soul from evil, lord [03:30.15]And heal this soldiers heart [03:31.73] [03:33.60]Ill trust in thee to keep me, lord [03:36.44]Im done with bonaparte
