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  • 标题:Brothers In Arms

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Dire Straits

    专辑:Brothers In Arms

    作词:Knopfler

    作曲:Knopfler

    附注:
    1.
    These mist covered mountains
      are a home now for me,
    but my home is the lowlands
      and always will be.
    Someday you'll return to 
      your valleys and your farms,
    and you'll no longer 
      burn to be brothers in arms.
    2.
    Through these fields of destruction, 
    baptisms of fire.
    I've witnessed your suffering 
    as the battle raged higher.
    And thought they did hurt me so bad 
    in the fear and alarm,
    you did not desert me
    my brothers in arms.
    3.
    There's so many different worlds,
    so many different suns,
    and we have just one world,
    but we live in different ones.
    
    Guitar Solo
    
    4.
    Now the sun's gone to hell and
    the moon's riding high.
    Let me bid you farewell,
    every man has to die.
    But it's written in the starlight
    and every line in your palm,
    we're fools to make war
    on our brothers in arms.
    
    Guitar Solo (fade out)

    节拍: ♩ = 78

    和弦:G#m E Cm C#m F#

    注释:string noiserake(mini organ solo)
    标记:IntroVerseVerseGuitar SoloVerseGuitar SoloVerseGuitar SoloFade out
    歌词:
    BROTHERS IN ARMS
    These mist covered mountains
    Are a home now for me
    But my home is the lowlands
    And always will be
    Some day you'll return to
    Your valleys and your farms
    And you'll no longer burn
    To be brothers in arms
    Through these fields of destruction
    Baptism of fire
    I've watched all your suffering
    As the battles raged higher
    And though they did hurt me so bad
    In the fear and alarm
    You did not desert me
    My brothers in arms
    There's so many different worlds
    So many different suns
    And we have just one world
    But we live in different ones
    Now the sun's gone to hell
    And the moon's riding high
    Let me bid you farewell
    Every man has to die
    But it's written in the starlight
    And every line on your palm
    We're fools to make war
    On our brothers in arms
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