The Gift

The Gift

歌手:INXS

所属专辑:The Very Best

发行时间:2011-10-24

发行公司:正东音乐娱乐咨询(北京)有限公司

  • 文本歌词
  • LRC歌词
  • A poor orphan girl named Maria
  • Was walking to market one day
  • She stopped for to rest by the roadside
  • Where a bird with a broken wing lay
  • A few moments passed till she saw it
  • For its feathers were covered with sand
  • And soon cleaned and wrapped it was traveling
  • In the warmth of Maria’s small hand

  • She happily gave her last peso
  • On a cage made of rushes and twine
  • She fed it loose corn from the market
  • And watched it grow stronger with time
  • Now the gift-giving service was coming
  • And the church shone with tinsel and light
  • And all of the townfolk brought presents
  • To lay by the manger that night

  • There where diamonds, incense and perfume
  • And packages fit for a king
  • But for one ragged bird in a small cage
  • Maria had nothing to bring
  • She waited till just before midnight
  • So no one would see her go in
  • And crying she knelt by the manger
  • For her gift was unworthy of him
  • Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness
  • “Maria, what brings you to me?
  • If the bird in the cage is your offering
  • Open the door, let me see”
  • So she trembled, she did as he asked her
  • And out of the cage the bird flew
  • Soaring up into the rafters
  • On a wing that had healed good as new
  • Just then the midnight bells rang out
  • And the little bird started to sing
  • A song that no words could recapture
  • For its beauty was fit for a king
  • Now Maria felt blessed just to listen
  • To that cascade of notes sweet and long
  • As her offering was lifted to heaven
  • By the very first nightingale’s song
  • [00:00.05]A poor orphan girl named Maria
  • [00:00.10]Was walking to market one day
  • [00:00.00]She stopped for to rest by the roadside
  • [00:00.00]Where a bird with a broken wing lay
  • [00:00.00]A few moments passed till she saw it
  • [00:00.00]For its feathers were covered with sand
  • [00:00.00]And soon cleaned and wrapped it was traveling
  • [00:00.00]In the warmth of Maria’s small hand
  • [00:00.00]
  • [00:00.00]She happily gave her last peso
  • [00:00.00]On a cage made of rushes and twine
  • [00:00.00]She fed it loose corn from the market
  • [00:00.00]And watched it grow stronger with time
  • [00:00.00]Now the gift-giving service was coming
  • [00:00.00]And the church shone with tinsel and light
  • [00:00.00]And all of the townfolk brought presents
  • [00:00.00]To lay by the manger that night
  • [00:00.00]
  • [00:00.00]There where diamonds, incense and perfume
  • [00:00.00]And packages fit for a king
  • [00:00.00]But for one ragged bird in a small cage
  • [00:00.00]Maria had nothing to bring
  • [00:00.00]She waited till just before midnight
  • [00:00.00]So no one would see her go in
  • [00:00.00]And crying she knelt by the manger
  • [00:00.00]For her gift was unworthy of him
  • [00:00.00]Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness
  • [00:00.00]“Maria, what brings you to me?
  • [00:00.00]If the bird in the cage is your offering
  • [00:00.00]Open the door, let me see”
  • [00:00.00]So she trembled, she did as he asked her
  • [00:00.00]And out of the cage the bird flew
  • [00:00.00]Soaring up into the rafters
  • [00:00.00]On a wing that had healed good as new
  • [00:00.00]Just then the midnight bells rang out
  • [00:00.00]And the little bird started to sing
  • [00:00.00]A song that no words could recapture
  • [00:00.00]For its beauty was fit for a king
  • [00:00.00]Now Maria felt blessed just to listen
  • [00:00.00]To that cascade of notes sweet and long
  • [00:00.00]As her offering was lifted to heaven
  • [00:00.00]By the very first nightingale’s song