Turning + Geordie —— 齊豫Chyi Yu

聽到了麽？部落格裡的歌曲換了。
這一次的歌曲或許比較冷門，不過，我覺得很贊哦。
1. Turning
2. Geordie
因為我聽了，心裡覺得超舒服的，所有的煩惱也被拋去另一邊了。

你們也可嘗試找個時間聽聽，當這首音樂播放的時候，
找個舒服的位置，閉上眼，靜靜地聆聽，
你就會覺得宛如在舒服的大自然里躺著，呼吸著清新的空氣了~

^^
以下是歌詞：
Turning 
Tell me you love me
Tell me that you´re mine again
Tell me you won´t turn away
Turn like the seasons
Turn back to me once again
Circling all the way
Once you were my blue-eyed prince
Waking love from an endless sleep
You made all of my wishes come true

Turning all of my dreams into you
 Turning and swirling and whirling ´round you again
Twirling and curling ´round you
Turning and burning and yearning for you again

All my life with you
But lately I´m losing sleep
Someone else is in your eyes
Won´t you turn back to me my love
Won´t you stop telling me lies

Turning and swirling and whirling ´round me again
Twirling and curling ´round me
Turning and burning and yearning for me again
All my life with you It is a chance， a romance

It´s a dance we do
Turning in circles we go
Turn like the seasons
Turn back to me once again
Never let me go

Tell me you love me
Tell me that you´re mine again
Tell me you won´t turn away
Turn like the seasons
Turn back to me once again
Circling all the way

Turning and swirling and whirling ´round me again
Twirling and curling ´round me
Turning and burning and yearning for me again
All my life with you

Turning and swirling and whirling ´round me again
Twirling and curling ´round me
Turning and burning and yearning for me again
All my life with you

Geordie

As I walked out over London Bridge
One misty morning early
I overtheard a fair pretty maid
Was lamenting for her Geordie

O my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain
T'is not the chain of many
He was born of King's royal breed
And lost to a virtuous lady

Go bridle me , my milk white steed
Go bridle me , my pony
I will ride to London's court
And to plead for the life of Geordie

O my Geordie never stole nor cow nor calf
He never hurted any
Stole sixteen of the King's royal deer
And he sold them in Bohenny

Two pretty babies have I born
The third lies in my body
I'd freely part with them everyone
If you'd spare the life of Geordie

The judge looked over his left shoulder
He said：Fair maid I'm sorry
Said：Fair maid you must be gone
For I can not pardon Geordie

O my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain
T'is not the chain of many
Stole sixteen of the King's royal deer
And he sold them in Bohenny