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The Camp Song (French Verse)

Peter Katz2011年6月21日

The Camp Song (French Verse) 歌詞

The Camp Song (French Verse) - Peter Katz

How can I explain

 

What I take away

 

When the autumn falls

 

And we go our separate ways

 

What is it exactly

 

How can I describe

 

All that I discovered

 

By that fireside

 

Some things aren't defined

 

Some things they're just right

 

'Cause it's more than the green of trees

 

It's more than the summer breeze

 

The smell of rocks and water

Washing over me

 

It's more than the orange fire

 

It's more than the fishing wire

 

It's more than the cabin walls

Or that morning bugle call

 

It's something you can't touch

 

But you can hold so dear

 

Some things don't need words

 

Some things they just work

 

'Cause it's more than the green of trees

 

It's more than the summer breeze

 

The smell of rocks and water

Washing over me

 

It's more than the orange fire

 

It's more than the fishing wire

 

It's more than the cabin walls

Or that morning bugle call

 

It's something you can't touch

 

But you can hold so dear

 

And maybe it's not much

 

But I'll be back next year

 

I'll be back next year

 

Oh it won't be long

 

'Til the summer comes

 

I'll be back next year

Oh it won't be long

 

'Til the summer comes

 

Oh it won't be long

Oh it won't be long

 

'Til the summer comes

 

Small than the crane of tree

Oh it won't be long

 

Small then the summer breeze

'Til the summer comes

 

Oh it won't be long

 

 

'Til the summer comes