Dire Straits的主唱Mark 深沉磁性的嗓音给人一种充满宁静的魅力和幻觉感觉,一种沧桑过后的柔情和洞悉世情的豁然。感受着淡淡的、远远的、轻轻的愁绪,我们也该去思考:战争给这个世界到底带来了什么。谁在哭泣,谁在追忆??
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lyrics
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms
Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms
There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones
Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms