Venezuela 歌词
Venezuela (委内瑞拉) - Robert Smith
I met her in Venezuela
With a basket on her head
And if she loved others she didn't say
But I knew she do to pass away
Pass away the time in Venezuela
Pass away the time in Venezuela
I gave her a sash of blue
Gave her a sash of blue
Because I knew that
She could do with all the tricks
I knew she knew
To pass away the time in Venezuela
To pass away the time in Venezuela
And when the wind was out to sea
The wind was out to sea
And she was taking leave of me
I said sheer up there will always be
Sailors on shore on leave in Venezuela
Sailors on shore on leave in Venezuela
Her linger was changed
But the thought of her beautiful smile
The thought of her beautiful smile
Will haunt me and taunt me for many a mile
She was my gal and she did the wale
To pass away a time in Venezuela
To pass away a time in Venezuela