歌曲 | Gardener and Flower Too |
歌手 | Sam Sadigursky |
专辑 | The Words Project |
作曲 : Sam Sadigursky | |
What shall I do with the body I’ve been given | |
So much at one with me so much my own | |
For the quiet happiness of breathing | |
Being able to be alive | |
Tell me to whom I should be grateful | |
What shall I do with the body I’ve been given | |
So much at one with me so much my own | |
For the quiet happiness of breathing | |
Being able to be alive | |
Tell me to whom I should be grateful | |
I am Gardener , Flower Too | |
And not alone in the world’s dungeon | |
My warmth my exhalation | |
One can already see | |
On the windowpane of eternity | |
The pattern printed in my breathing here | |
Has not been seen before | |
Let the moments condensation | |
Vanish without trace | |
The cherished pattern no one can face | |
I am Gardener , Flower Too | |
And not alone in the world’s dungeon | |
My warmth my exhalation | |
One can already see | |
On the windowpane of eternity | |
The pattern printed in my breathing here | |
Has not been seen before | |
Let the moments condensation | |
Vanish without trace | |
The cherished pattern no one can face | |
The cherished pattern no one can face | |
The cherished pattern no one can face |
zuò qǔ : Sam Sadigursky | |
What shall I do with the body I' ve been given | |
So much at one with me so much my own | |
For the quiet happiness of breathing | |
Being able to be alive | |
Tell me to whom I should be grateful | |
What shall I do with the body I' ve been given | |
So much at one with me so much my own | |
For the quiet happiness of breathing | |
Being able to be alive | |
Tell me to whom I should be grateful | |
I am Gardener , Flower Too | |
And not alone in the world' s dungeon | |
My warmth my exhalation | |
One can already see | |
On the windowpane of eternity | |
The pattern printed in my breathing here | |
Has not been seen before | |
Let the moments condensation | |
Vanish without trace | |
The cherished pattern no one can face | |
I am Gardener , Flower Too | |
And not alone in the world' s dungeon | |
My warmth my exhalation | |
One can already see | |
On the windowpane of eternity | |
The pattern printed in my breathing here | |
Has not been seen before | |
Let the moments condensation | |
Vanish without trace | |
The cherished pattern no one can face | |
The cherished pattern no one can face | |
The cherished pattern no one can face |