歌曲 | The Light At the End of the World |
歌手 | My Dying Bride |
专辑 | The Light at the End of the World |
作词 : My Dying Bride | |
Small, a speck in the wide blue sea' | |
Tis the last of all the land | |
A dweller upon our lonesome isle | |
The last lonely man | |
On weary night, under stars | |
He'd often lay and gaze | |
Up towards the moon and stars | |
The sun's dying haze | |
Time and again, | |
Orion's light | |
Filled our man with joy | |
And within the belt, he'd see his love | |
Remembering her voice | |
Such is life upon the isle | |
Of torment and woe | |
One day good, one day bad | |
And some days, even hope | |
The light at the end of the world | |
Burns bright for mile and mile | |
Yet tends the man its golden glow | |
In misery all the while | |
For fifty years he stands and waits | |
Atop the light, alone | |
Looking down upon his isle | |
The gods have made his home | |
A deity felt sympathy | |
And threw our man a light | |
Your woman, you may see again | |
For a single night“ | |
I'll tend the light, for one more night | |
With the woman whom | |
I love”Screamed the man, with tearful eyes | |
To the deity above | |
And so it was that very night | |
His lover did return | |
To his arms and to their bed | |
Together they did turn | |
In deepest love and lust for life | |
Entwined they did fall | |
Lost within each other's arms | |
They danced | |
Her hair long and black | |
The dark beauty of her eyes | |
Olive skin and warm embrace | |
Her memory never dies | |
Agony like none before | |
Was suffered by our man | |
Anger, raged and misery too | |
Like nothing ever before | |
His sacrifice was not so great | |
He insists upon the world | |
Again he would crime, again he would pay | |
For one moment with the girl | |
Long was the night filled with love | |
For them the world was done | |
Awoke he did to brightest light | |
His woman and life had gone | |
To his feet he leap to the sea | |
He looked to the lighthouse on the stone | |
The price is paid and from now on | |
He lives forever alone | |
Fifty years have passed since then | |
And not a soul has he seen | |
But his woman lives with him still | |
In every single dream' | |
Tis sad to hear how young love has died | |
To know that, alone, someone has cried | |
But memories are ours to keep | |
To live them again in our sleep |
zuò cí : My Dying Bride | |
Small, a speck in the wide blue sea' | |
Tis the last of all the land | |
A dweller upon our lonesome isle | |
The last lonely man | |
On weary night, under stars | |
He' d often lay and gaze | |
Up towards the moon and stars | |
The sun' s dying haze | |
Time and again, | |
Orion' s light | |
Filled our man with joy | |
And within the belt, he' d see his love | |
Remembering her voice | |
Such is life upon the isle | |
Of torment and woe | |
One day good, one day bad | |
And some days, even hope | |
The light at the end of the world | |
Burns bright for mile and mile | |
Yet tends the man its golden glow | |
In misery all the while | |
For fifty years he stands and waits | |
Atop the light, alone | |
Looking down upon his isle | |
The gods have made his home | |
A deity felt sympathy | |
And threw our man a light | |
Your woman, you may see again | |
For a single night" | |
I' ll tend the light, for one more night | |
With the woman whom | |
I love" Screamed the man, with tearful eyes | |
To the deity above | |
And so it was that very night | |
His lover did return | |
To his arms and to their bed | |
Together they did turn | |
In deepest love and lust for life | |
Entwined they did fall | |
Lost within each other' s arms | |
They danced | |
Her hair long and black | |
The dark beauty of her eyes | |
Olive skin and warm embrace | |
Her memory never dies | |
Agony like none before | |
Was suffered by our man | |
Anger, raged and misery too | |
Like nothing ever before | |
His sacrifice was not so great | |
He insists upon the world | |
Again he would crime, again he would pay | |
For one moment with the girl | |
Long was the night filled with love | |
For them the world was done | |
Awoke he did to brightest light | |
His woman and life had gone | |
To his feet he leap to the sea | |
He looked to the lighthouse on the stone | |
The price is paid and from now on | |
He lives forever alone | |
Fifty years have passed since then | |
And not a soul has he seen | |
But his woman lives with him still | |
In every single dream' | |
Tis sad to hear how young love has died | |
To know that, alone, someone has cried | |
But memories are ours to keep | |
To live them again in our sleep |