| 作曲 : Giovagnoli, Orlando, Orlando ... | |
| Cantus Christi vow | |
| As today I say farewell to you | |
| I can see me now | |
| From a height, as if I were you | |
| I turn to Zenith now | |
| All there is, is the scent of you | |
| I can see me now, | |
| As today I say farewell to you | |
| There is always, however, a small gap | |
| Between the sea and the sky | |
| Where I retreat to take a break | |
| From those monotonic chants clocking our passing time | |
| There behind a crowd of clouds bathed in Sun | |
| I behold these pictures to you | |
| And that's how it goes | |
| A song always comes to an end | |
| Then a few more bits of silence | |
| In a composition of stagnant water and seagulls sad | |
| I bring your laughter back to light | |
| And your life, which you always felt as stolen? | |
| Has (always) been there instead | |
| Just afraid of blooming, of us |
| zuo qu : Giovagnoli, Orlando, Orlando ... | |
| Cantus Christi vow | |
| As today I say farewell to you | |
| I can see me now | |
| From a height, as if I were you | |
| I turn to Zenith now | |
| All there is, is the scent of you | |
| I can see me now, | |
| As today I say farewell to you | |
| There is always, however, a small gap | |
| Between the sea and the sky | |
| Where I retreat to take a break | |
| From those monotonic chants clocking our passing time | |
| There behind a crowd of clouds bathed in Sun | |
| I behold these pictures to you | |
| And that' s how it goes | |
| A song always comes to an end | |
| Then a few more bits of silence | |
| In a composition of stagnant water and seagulls sad | |
| I bring your laughter back to light | |
| And your life, which you always felt as stolen? | |
| Has always been there instead | |
| Just afraid of blooming, of us |
| zuò qǔ : Giovagnoli, Orlando, Orlando ... | |
| Cantus Christi vow | |
| As today I say farewell to you | |
| I can see me now | |
| From a height, as if I were you | |
| I turn to Zenith now | |
| All there is, is the scent of you | |
| I can see me now, | |
| As today I say farewell to you | |
| There is always, however, a small gap | |
| Between the sea and the sky | |
| Where I retreat to take a break | |
| From those monotonic chants clocking our passing time | |
| There behind a crowd of clouds bathed in Sun | |
| I behold these pictures to you | |
| And that' s how it goes | |
| A song always comes to an end | |
| Then a few more bits of silence | |
| In a composition of stagnant water and seagulls sad | |
| I bring your laughter back to light | |
| And your life, which you always felt as stolen? | |
| Has always been there instead | |
| Just afraid of blooming, of us |
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