歌曲 | Back To Times Of Splendor |
歌手 | Disillusion |
专辑 | Back To Times Of Splendor |
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作曲 : Disillusion, Vurtox | |
Half way through the wheat, my golden foe | |
With his itching ears in the scorching heat. | |
The weight of summer, torment to my hands | |
Armed with a sickle | |
I am out for his beguiling glance. | |
Thought I heared a mare neighing from the creek | |
Where in every hour spared we anxiously would meet. | |
Drunken whispers noone could hear 'til the day when hordes of wasps | |
Poisoned every hour so passed. | |
She was faint as | |
I when she spoke to me. | |
Reluctantly. | |
Words came through | |
Words of leaving here and leaving me. | |
And her eyes grew bigger then | |
Bound in moonlit glittering. | |
She Leaned to me and whispered tears into my ear. | |
Well, I went to see the creek again | |
And many a day | |
I'd stand at its shoreline wondering | |
If it might be heading north | |
Through the timber, passed the lake and our chalet should have gone with her, should have gone with me. | |
But I stayed when she begged me to come with her, never to separate, never to be alone. | |
And lept silent when | |
I should have sung the song of heart | |
And remained loyal to the thief. | |
There is a road that | |
I must travel | |
May it be paved or unseen | |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones | |
Still onward | |
I'd crawl down on my knees | |
At sudden swallows took upon the scene | |
Heralding what | |
I could not have foreseen a threat of rain on the dark horizon | |
A strong foreboding of a storm arising. | |
And willows'd roar, midges dazzled birches sigh from painful lessons lessons they'd learned in life that every stem breaks if bent too far. | |
Will I run for a shelter and quiver ? | |
Will I run away, be idle and shiver ? | |
And thunders pound so hard, pound the drums of warfare | |
Hungry clouds draw closer with reptile teeth as lightning | |
Is it the fear of the inevitable that is keeping me awaiting? | |
I am rigid as of reverence, still and enduring. | |
I must have seen it coming. | |
Oh my longing's neverending. | |
Time's so pale | |
So come with colors, paint it burning red | |
I fear no more, can see clearly now | |
The morning sun beyond the clouds. | |
And when the dark night seems endless | |
With only a quarter moon left of light | |
I am longing back to times of splendor | |
Longing far away, away from here and back to you. | |
I swagger back and forth dancing the betrayer's dance | |
For the last of all times, | |
I swear For the last damn time, | |
I swear ! | |
I am over and through with all your lectures | |
I know this is the right step to do | |
Over and through with all you lectures | |
I know this is the right thing to do ! if | |
I don't leave now | |
I will be lost in the hot burning dungeon they have oh so thoroughly prepared for me to all eternity. | |
Hear her whispering feel my cheek ablaze | |
And I take the first step of a thousand more to come. | |
There is a road that | |
I must travel | |
May it be paved or unseen | |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones | |
Still onward | |
I'd crawl down on my knees. |
zuo qu : Disillusion, Vurtox | |
Half way through the wheat, my golden foe | |
With his itching ears in the scorching heat. | |
The weight of summer, torment to my hands | |
Armed with a sickle | |
I am out for his beguiling glance. | |
Thought I heared a mare neighing from the creek | |
Where in every hour spared we anxiously would meet. | |
Drunken whispers noone could hear ' til the day when hordes of wasps | |
Poisoned every hour so passed. | |
She was faint as | |
I when she spoke to me. | |
Reluctantly. | |
Words came through | |
Words of leaving here and leaving me. | |
And her eyes grew bigger then | |
Bound in moonlit glittering. | |
She Leaned to me and whispered tears into my ear. | |
Well, I went to see the creek again | |
And many a day | |
I' d stand at its shoreline wondering | |
If it might be heading north | |
Through the timber, passed the lake and our chalet should have gone with her, should have gone with me. | |
But I stayed when she begged me to come with her, never to separate, never to be alone. | |
And lept silent when | |
I should have sung the song of heart | |
And remained loyal to the thief. | |
There is a road that | |
I must travel | |
May it be paved or unseen | |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones | |
Still onward | |
I' d crawl down on my knees | |
At sudden swallows took upon the scene | |
Heralding what | |
I could not have foreseen a threat of rain on the dark horizon | |
A strong foreboding of a storm arising. | |
And willows' d roar, midges dazzled birches sigh from painful lessons lessons they' d learned in life that every stem breaks if bent too far. | |
Will I run for a shelter and quiver ? | |
Will I run away, be idle and shiver ? | |
And thunders pound so hard, pound the drums of warfare | |
Hungry clouds draw closer with reptile teeth as lightning | |
Is it the fear of the inevitable that is keeping me awaiting? | |
I am rigid as of reverence, still and enduring. | |
I must have seen it coming. | |
Oh my longing' s neverending. | |
Time' s so pale | |
So come with colors, paint it burning red | |
I fear no more, can see clearly now | |
The morning sun beyond the clouds. | |
And when the dark night seems endless | |
With only a quarter moon left of light | |
I am longing back to times of splendor | |
Longing far away, away from here and back to you. | |
I swagger back and forth dancing the betrayer' s dance | |
For the last of all times, | |
I swear For the last damn time, | |
I swear ! | |
I am over and through with all your lectures | |
I know this is the right step to do | |
Over and through with all you lectures | |
I know this is the right thing to do ! if | |
I don' t leave now | |
I will be lost in the hot burning dungeon they have oh so thoroughly prepared for me to all eternity. | |
Hear her whispering feel my cheek ablaze | |
And I take the first step of a thousand more to come. | |
There is a road that | |
I must travel | |
May it be paved or unseen | |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones | |
Still onward | |
I' d crawl down on my knees. |
zuò qǔ : Disillusion, Vurtox | |
Half way through the wheat, my golden foe | |
With his itching ears in the scorching heat. | |
The weight of summer, torment to my hands | |
Armed with a sickle | |
I am out for his beguiling glance. | |
Thought I heared a mare neighing from the creek | |
Where in every hour spared we anxiously would meet. | |
Drunken whispers noone could hear ' til the day when hordes of wasps | |
Poisoned every hour so passed. | |
She was faint as | |
I when she spoke to me. | |
Reluctantly. | |
Words came through | |
Words of leaving here and leaving me. | |
And her eyes grew bigger then | |
Bound in moonlit glittering. | |
She Leaned to me and whispered tears into my ear. | |
Well, I went to see the creek again | |
And many a day | |
I' d stand at its shoreline wondering | |
If it might be heading north | |
Through the timber, passed the lake and our chalet should have gone with her, should have gone with me. | |
But I stayed when she begged me to come with her, never to separate, never to be alone. | |
And lept silent when | |
I should have sung the song of heart | |
And remained loyal to the thief. | |
There is a road that | |
I must travel | |
May it be paved or unseen | |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones | |
Still onward | |
I' d crawl down on my knees | |
At sudden swallows took upon the scene | |
Heralding what | |
I could not have foreseen a threat of rain on the dark horizon | |
A strong foreboding of a storm arising. | |
And willows' d roar, midges dazzled birches sigh from painful lessons lessons they' d learned in life that every stem breaks if bent too far. | |
Will I run for a shelter and quiver ? | |
Will I run away, be idle and shiver ? | |
And thunders pound so hard, pound the drums of warfare | |
Hungry clouds draw closer with reptile teeth as lightning | |
Is it the fear of the inevitable that is keeping me awaiting? | |
I am rigid as of reverence, still and enduring. | |
I must have seen it coming. | |
Oh my longing' s neverending. | |
Time' s so pale | |
So come with colors, paint it burning red | |
I fear no more, can see clearly now | |
The morning sun beyond the clouds. | |
And when the dark night seems endless | |
With only a quarter moon left of light | |
I am longing back to times of splendor | |
Longing far away, away from here and back to you. | |
I swagger back and forth dancing the betrayer' s dance | |
For the last of all times, | |
I swear For the last damn time, | |
I swear ! | |
I am over and through with all your lectures | |
I know this is the right step to do | |
Over and through with all you lectures | |
I know this is the right thing to do ! if | |
I don' t leave now | |
I will be lost in the hot burning dungeon they have oh so thoroughly prepared for me to all eternity. | |
Hear her whispering feel my cheek ablaze | |
And I take the first step of a thousand more to come. | |
There is a road that | |
I must travel | |
May it be paved or unseen | |
May I be hindered by a thousand stones | |
Still onward | |
I' d crawl down on my knees. |