Lyrics:
Primrose Lane, life's a holiday on Primrose Lane
Just a holiday on Primrose Lane with you
Can't explain when we're walkin' down the Primrose Lane
Primrose Lane, life's a holiday on Primrose Lane
Just a holiday on Primrose Lane with you
Can't explain when we're walkin' down the Primrose Lane
Where circumstance presents a gift
Oh, the wondrous serendipity
I thought, "Oh, what if he proposes?"
By the evening primroses
In the middle
and goes
For our roses bloomed
Way too long ago
Ooh, oh, oh
Remember when we were young
At Primrose Hill were it all began
Way too long ago
Ooh, oh, oh
So
on the primrose hill
Tottering with their broken wings
The fallen angels coming
Up and down the primrose hill
The fallen angels prowling
The fallen angels prowling
Hampstead Heath fair
Oh how I remember that view still
From the top of Primrose Hill
I felt I could touch the sky
That was in sixty-nine
My happiest time
I
Living on the side
Of Primrose Hill
Drinking cans of Tennants
Just can't seem to get my fill
Got a beat up guitar
And a dirty old sleeping
Went to see the sun go down on Primrose Hill
The Sunday evening sun go
Down on Primrose Hill
Never could be anything else
Never should be anything
Dirty vans, cider cans
Get round tonight
Primrose Hill, lights out
Get down tonight
Dirty vans, cider cans
Get round tonight
Primrose Hill, lights
wrong
(I am wrong)
Tell me I'm dumb
(I am dumb)
The primrose flower blooms under the moon
(Under the moon)
So someday maybe I will too
And here lies
하고 떠나 저기 멀리 What
Tottering with their broken useless wings,
the fallen angels keep on falling on the primrose hill,
tottering with their broken wings,
Springtime
On Primrose Hill
Where lovers do what lovers often will
Stealing kisses in the sun
I see
That every kiss
Is landing on somebody else's
love, my love)
Primrose, Primrose, Primrose
Primrose, Primrose, Primrose
아무도 몰라도
기억해줘 나의 Primrose
기억해줘 나의 Primrose
무관심 속에도 고집스레
넌 꽃을 피우려나
시들어가는 그 순간에도
향기가 나겠지
마른 흙 위 끝끝내 꽃을 못 피운다 하여도
그늘 밑에 겨우 피운 꽃 아무도 몰라도
you're number one
So why don't you write a tune that we can hum?
Just cos your dad knew the Rolling Stones
You've got the Primrose set in your cell phone
and sages
Down the primrose path
Of industrial ages
And the cultures that bloomed
Seeded prophets and sages
Down the primrose path
Of industrial ages
We
Couple eating cupcakes in the morning light
They only met last night
But still he knows
This man is different
It's springtime, on Primrose Hill
the primrose road to everything and nothing
Seasons change, mad things rearrange
Walking down the primrose road to everything and nothing
Seasons change, mad
to the slaughter
cs he leaves with the Primrose Chopper
They won't find him 'til Tuesday, and it's still the weekend, Gatlin Elaine doesn't usually go out
To those
on a string
It's the devil, devil on a string
It's the devil, devil on a string
You make me feel so special
You make me feel so special 10: 15
On Primrose Hill
Thinking of you while out for a ramble
Down by a cold frosty stream
Set down on a bed of hemlocks and primroses
And gently I fell into a dream
A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill
Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill
Green splashed with white and red
Roses are red, and violets are blue,
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue,
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls,
Like the music we hear,
Those
A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill
Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill
Green splashed with white and red
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