Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tranquil Eye, artist - Cocteau Twins. Album song Treasure Hiding: The Fontana Years, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 04.10.2018
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
Tranquil Eye |
Holy night |
Oh, what a dress |
Who’s some giant little dollop in a yellow frock? |
Hug me |
Hug me |
It’s just a lot of whiter pastures, over which no one reaches me |
And look who found |
My useless life |
There’s no one |
There’s no one |
And look who found |
My useless life |
There’s no one |
There’s no one |
Burn night |
Burn bright |
Just a giant little dollop, lemon yellow sleeves |
Hug me |
Hold me |
It’s just loyal royal classes and we slide our knees closer |
Who’s up there? |
Mommy’s got ya |
It’s la la la |
And smile on me |
Mommy‘s sheets are a different color |
(Who's up there? Mommy’s got ya) |
It’s one |
(It's la la la) |
It’s late |
(It's la la la) |
She’s lookin' at the world with a brand new dollhouse |
(I'm lookin' at the world) |
(Who's up there? Mommy’s got ya) |
It’s one |
(It's la la la) |
It’s late |
(It's la la la) |
Who’s up there? |
Mommy’s got ya |
It’s la la la |
It’s la la la |
Who’s up there? |
Mommy’s got ya |
It’s la la la |
And tra la la |
Nanny’s working on a Christmas breakfast |
(Who's up there? Mommy’s got ya) |
It’s one |
(It's la la la) |
It’s late |
(And tra la la) |
Listen to the end, it’s another whirl of war |
(Who's up there? Mommy’s got ya) |
Lucy gets scared |
(It's la la la) |
You know |
(And la la la) |
If it is through the eyes that lives can grow fused |
You can go, for we carry you down and go on |
If it is through lies that lives are confused |
I’m frightened, want a carry down below |
If it is through lies that lives are confused |
Smiling traces, like manna, this is manna holy |
Holy night |
Oh, what a dress |
It’s a giant little dollop, let me get her tea |
Hug me |
Hold me |
It’s just the royal loyal classes and we slide our knees closer |
Holy night |
Oh, what a dress |
It’s just a giant little dollop, let me get her tea |
Hug me |
Hold me |
It’s just the royal loyal classes |