作词:日比野则彦 | |
作曲:日比野则彦 | |
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I see your face | |
I feel the air freezin' | |
I hear the silence | |
cut by footsteps | |
in this moment | |
the sound of heartbeats' so close | |
no one will care | |
I still breathe or bleed | |
affection, nowhere to fill | |
resolution, no matter at all | |
still alone with my grief | |
here I'm moaning to be free | |
just filling up the hole in my heart | |
I'm searching where my soul belongs | |
maybe someone to hold on to | |
even a desire for revenge | |
only turns to fatal loneliness | |
I'm whirling, in the spinning wheel | |
but I know now's the time to move on | |
there was a choice | |
to live or die | |
it seems unclear | |
as time goes by | |
the pressure to win | |
leads to series of fights | |
the dead is quiet | |
he's in relief | |
devotion, no one deserves it | |
conviction, don't mean anything | |
still alone with my grief | |
here I'm moaning to be free | |
just filling up the hole in my heart | |
I'm searching where my soul belongs | |
maybe it's a place full of gray | |
even a desire for revenge |
zuo ci: ri bi ye ze yan | |
zuo qu: ri bi ye ze yan | |
I see your face | |
I feel the air freezin' | |
I hear the silence | |
cut by footsteps | |
in this moment | |
the sound of heartbeats' so close | |
no one will care | |
I still breathe or bleed | |
affection, nowhere to fill | |
resolution, no matter at all | |
still alone with my grief | |
here I' m moaning to be free | |
just filling up the hole in my heart | |
I' m searching where my soul belongs | |
maybe someone to hold on to | |
even a desire for revenge | |
only turns to fatal loneliness | |
I' m whirling, in the spinning wheel | |
but I know now' s the time to move on | |
there was a choice | |
to live or die | |
it seems unclear | |
as time goes by | |
the pressure to win | |
leads to series of fights | |
the dead is quiet | |
he' s in relief | |
devotion, no one deserves it | |
conviction, don' t mean anything | |
still alone with my grief | |
here I' m moaning to be free | |
just filling up the hole in my heart | |
I' m searching where my soul belongs | |
maybe it' s a place full of gray | |
even a desire for revenge |
zuò cí: rì bǐ yě zé yàn | |
zuò qǔ: rì bǐ yě zé yàn | |
I see your face | |
I feel the air freezin' | |
I hear the silence | |
cut by footsteps | |
in this moment | |
the sound of heartbeats' so close | |
no one will care | |
I still breathe or bleed | |
affection, nowhere to fill | |
resolution, no matter at all | |
still alone with my grief | |
here I' m moaning to be free | |
just filling up the hole in my heart | |
I' m searching where my soul belongs | |
maybe someone to hold on to | |
even a desire for revenge | |
only turns to fatal loneliness | |
I' m whirling, in the spinning wheel | |
but I know now' s the time to move on | |
there was a choice | |
to live or die | |
it seems unclear | |
as time goes by | |
the pressure to win | |
leads to series of fights | |
the dead is quiet | |
he' s in relief | |
devotion, no one deserves it | |
conviction, don' t mean anything | |
still alone with my grief | |
here I' m moaning to be free | |
just filling up the hole in my heart | |
I' m searching where my soul belongs | |
maybe it' s a place full of gray | |
even a desire for revenge |