A Torrent of Fears 歌词

	作曲 : Dorjan, Penumbra
	As a sad face
	Sailing and slides
	In a bright ocean
	Pursing a kind life
	Under a flapping rain
	Of steam of mist
	And in this bar
	He fails and drinks
	And in this burning
	Alcohol he sinks down
	Forgetting his misfortune,
	His anxiety and his fear
	Il entre dans l'all©e royale,
	D©fie ses sujets, prend la timbale d'or
	Le sceptre et la couronne,
	Il se sert, se bat et ordonne
	Flames are falling in his brain
	Of enlightened madman.
	Et maintenant il entre dans la danse des si¨cles,
	Et d'un pouvoir immense, il r¨gne sur tous ces esprits
	Tremblants au regard si vide, pauvre peuple oubli©
	Dans sa folie de l'ordre qui le m¨ne la mort,
	Telle une horde avan§ant, g©missante,
	Se heurtant et coups de poings, s'entre-tuant.
	From a leftover smoke from a candle put out
	A torrent of fears shakes him despite his laugh that rings
	As an old bell out of tune and empty in the whistling wind,
	A light tune on the reef and he sniggers like this reptile
	Which is strutting in this marsh where wise men get bogged ...
	Down

	zuo qu : Dorjan, Penumbra
	As a sad face
	Sailing and slides
	In a bright ocean
	Pursing a kind life
	Under a flapping rain
	Of steam of mist
	And in this bar
	He fails and drinks
	And in this burning
	Alcohol he sinks down
	Forgetting his misfortune,
	His anxiety and his fear
	Il entre dans l' all e royale,
	D fie ses sujets, prend la timbale d' or
	Le sceptre et la couronne,
	Il se sert, se bat et ordonne
	Flames are falling in his brain
	Of enlightened madman.
	Et maintenant il entre dans la danse des si cles,
	Et d' un pouvoir immense, il r gne sur tous ces esprits
	Tremblants au regard si vide, pauvre peuple oubli
	Dans sa folie de l' ordre qui le m ne la mort,
	Telle une horde avan ant, g missante,
	Se heurtant et coups de poings, s' entretuant.
	From a leftover smoke from a candle put out
	A torrent of fears shakes him despite his laugh that rings
	As an old bell out of tune and empty in the whistling wind,
	A light tune on the reef and he sniggers like this reptile
	Which is strutting in this marsh where wise men get bogged ...
	Down

	zuò qǔ : Dorjan, Penumbra
	As a sad face
	Sailing and slides
	In a bright ocean
	Pursing a kind life
	Under a flapping rain
	Of steam of mist
	And in this bar
	He fails and drinks
	And in this burning
	Alcohol he sinks down
	Forgetting his misfortune,
	His anxiety and his fear
	Il entre dans l' all e royale,
	D fie ses sujets, prend la timbale d' or
	Le sceptre et la couronne,
	Il se sert, se bat et ordonne
	Flames are falling in his brain
	Of enlightened madman.
	Et maintenant il entre dans la danse des si cles,
	Et d' un pouvoir immense, il r gne sur tous ces esprits
	Tremblants au regard si vide, pauvre peuple oubli
	Dans sa folie de l' ordre qui le m ne la mort,
	Telle une horde avan ant, g missante,
	Se heurtant et coups de poings, s' entretuant.
	From a leftover smoke from a candle put out
	A torrent of fears shakes him despite his laugh that rings
	As an old bell out of tune and empty in the whistling wind,
	A light tune on the reef and he sniggers like this reptile
	Which is strutting in this marsh where wise men get bogged ...
	Down

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