歌曲 | The Ghosts Of Summer's Past |
歌手 | Woods of Ypres |
专辑 | Pursuit Of The Sun & Allure Of The Earth |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gold | |
There is a comfort in longing for | |
Something that’s gone forever | |
It shows how much that something meant to you | |
When it was here | |
To a person who claims | |
To never having had anything | |
They can be confronted by | |
The empty space where something once was | |
I could only remember feeling so bad | |
When the present time was passing by | |
Looking back now | |
I realise | |
That the best and worst times in my life | |
Could coincide | |
My greatest achievement is also my greatest loss | |
The best thing | |
I ever had is forever gone | |
It is a dark and fulfilling feeling of frustration | |
To reminisce and feel the opposite of anticipation | |
It is a talent of the soul | |
To discover the joys in pain | |
Thinking of moments you long for | |
Knowing you’ll never have them again | |
A moment of euphoria | |
Inspired by a photograph from that summer | |
I remember how we hated everything | |
And in that we managed to find comfort in each other | |
Those days are gone, my heart goes on | |
I long for the way it used to be | |
When summer comes it will return | |
That feeling will become again | |
It comes on strong and so fast | |
But you know that it won’t last | |
It’s just the hauntings of | |
The ghosts of summer’s past | |
And though they are far behind me | |
I can still hear them calling | |
As if they were right beside me | |
Tempting my comfort in longing |
zuo qu : Gold | |
There is a comfort in longing for | |
Something that' s gone forever | |
It shows how much that something meant to you | |
When it was here | |
To a person who claims | |
To never having had anything | |
They can be confronted by | |
The empty space where something once was | |
I could only remember feeling so bad | |
When the present time was passing by | |
Looking back now | |
I realise | |
That the best and worst times in my life | |
Could coincide | |
My greatest achievement is also my greatest loss | |
The best thing | |
I ever had is forever gone | |
It is a dark and fulfilling feeling of frustration | |
To reminisce and feel the opposite of anticipation | |
It is a talent of the soul | |
To discover the joys in pain | |
Thinking of moments you long for | |
Knowing you' ll never have them again | |
A moment of euphoria | |
Inspired by a photograph from that summer | |
I remember how we hated everything | |
And in that we managed to find comfort in each other | |
Those days are gone, my heart goes on | |
I long for the way it used to be | |
When summer comes it will return | |
That feeling will become again | |
It comes on strong and so fast | |
But you know that it won' t last | |
It' s just the hauntings of | |
The ghosts of summer' s past | |
And though they are far behind me | |
I can still hear them calling | |
As if they were right beside me | |
Tempting my comfort in longing |
zuò qǔ : Gold | |
There is a comfort in longing for | |
Something that' s gone forever | |
It shows how much that something meant to you | |
When it was here | |
To a person who claims | |
To never having had anything | |
They can be confronted by | |
The empty space where something once was | |
I could only remember feeling so bad | |
When the present time was passing by | |
Looking back now | |
I realise | |
That the best and worst times in my life | |
Could coincide | |
My greatest achievement is also my greatest loss | |
The best thing | |
I ever had is forever gone | |
It is a dark and fulfilling feeling of frustration | |
To reminisce and feel the opposite of anticipation | |
It is a talent of the soul | |
To discover the joys in pain | |
Thinking of moments you long for | |
Knowing you' ll never have them again | |
A moment of euphoria | |
Inspired by a photograph from that summer | |
I remember how we hated everything | |
And in that we managed to find comfort in each other | |
Those days are gone, my heart goes on | |
I long for the way it used to be | |
When summer comes it will return | |
That feeling will become again | |
It comes on strong and so fast | |
But you know that it won' t last | |
It' s just the hauntings of | |
The ghosts of summer' s past | |
And though they are far behind me | |
I can still hear them calling | |
As if they were right beside me | |
Tempting my comfort in longing |