Nothijngrad 歌词
| 歌曲 | Nothijngrad |
| 歌手 | Novembre |
| 专辑 | Materia [Peaceville/Snapper] |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Orlando, Orlando, Pagliuso | |
| Sometimes the night | |
| Brings memories, sometimes the night | |
| Brings feelings you thought they are died | |
| In some dusty, forgotten lost hall of your mind yes, sometimes | |
| The night | |
| This time a sea of ox-eyes | |
| Painting the irises of white | |
| Flooding mi senses with light | |
| Filling my forgotten halls with bright | |
| Because the lanes of the night | |
| Always lead to railways blind | |
| Always lead to the most pointless rhymes | |
| Rhymes of life that sometimes we must write | |
| Take the hand that is given to you | |
| Let yourself to this | |
| Sunday morning | |
| We're riding this shore to some-place beyond | |
| So don't ever believe we'd stop by | |
| A thousand years we've got ahead of your eyes [x2] | |
| The further sight, always the farthest of sights | |
| The farthest sight | |
| Pride and might | |
| We believe it's | |
| Nothijngrad |
| zuo qu : Orlando, Orlando, Pagliuso | |
| Sometimes the night | |
| Brings memories, sometimes the night | |
| Brings feelings you thought they are died | |
| In some dusty, forgotten lost hall of your mind yes, sometimes | |
| The night | |
| This time a sea of oxeyes | |
| Painting the irises of white | |
| Flooding mi senses with light | |
| Filling my forgotten halls with bright | |
| Because the lanes of the night | |
| Always lead to railways blind | |
| Always lead to the most pointless rhymes | |
| Rhymes of life that sometimes we must write | |
| Take the hand that is given to you | |
| Let yourself to this | |
| Sunday morning | |
| We' re riding this shore to someplace beyond | |
| So don' t ever believe we' d stop by | |
| A thousand years we' ve got ahead of your eyes x2 | |
| The further sight, always the farthest of sights | |
| The farthest sight | |
| Pride and might | |
| We believe it' s | |
| Nothijngrad |
| zuò qǔ : Orlando, Orlando, Pagliuso | |
| Sometimes the night | |
| Brings memories, sometimes the night | |
| Brings feelings you thought they are died | |
| In some dusty, forgotten lost hall of your mind yes, sometimes | |
| The night | |
| This time a sea of oxeyes | |
| Painting the irises of white | |
| Flooding mi senses with light | |
| Filling my forgotten halls with bright | |
| Because the lanes of the night | |
| Always lead to railways blind | |
| Always lead to the most pointless rhymes | |
| Rhymes of life that sometimes we must write | |
| Take the hand that is given to you | |
| Let yourself to this | |
| Sunday morning | |
| We' re riding this shore to someplace beyond | |
| So don' t ever believe we' d stop by | |
| A thousand years we' ve got ahead of your eyes x2 | |
| The further sight, always the farthest of sights | |
| The farthest sight | |
| Pride and might | |
| We believe it' s | |
| Nothijngrad |
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