歌曲 | The Farewell |
歌手 | Antichrisis |
专辑 | A Legacy of Love Mark II |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sid | |
I wanted to live on top of a mountain | |
but it's cold and forsaken there without you now | |
I wanted to dive into the ocean of love | |
but I got shipwrecked on the shores of broken dreams | |
For you I sang songs of the nightswan | |
and each line I wrote was a beat of my heart | |
Forever burning on love's funeral pyre: | |
Stop beating now, my bleeding heart! | |
For this knife did cut too deep | |
so for the last time I'm trying not to breathe | |
Once there was a fire in the lighthouse of my heart: | |
I gave you so much more than just my love | |
and you broke so much more than just a promise | |
Our planet vanished so devastatingly | |
amongst the mists of time | |
There was no treasure to be found at Rainbow's End | |
somewhere behind Andromeda | |
I've been waiting till the end of December | |
but no more will I ride | |
for the winter solstice's child | |
will pass away silently on a midsummer's night | |
So may you come now, my Dead Romantic Angel | |
serenade Kyrahnean Hymns to me | |
Hold me in your arms | |
cover me with elder flowers | |
and take me down to my beloved sea | |
I'm so tired, so tremendously tired | |
Please wait for me under the midnight sun | |
where I will sing and dance again | |
and my laughter will be heard | |
echoing down the hillside again... | |
Oh, how I tried to believe how I loved, | |
How I tried to hold on to my dream; | |
How I wanted to live - but now I'm going home | |
to a place where love is more | |
than just a four-letter word | |
and as I kiss the memory of your goodnight | |
I'm beginning to see the light... |
zuo qu : Sid | |
I wanted to live on top of a mountain | |
but it' s cold and forsaken there without you now | |
I wanted to dive into the ocean of love | |
but I got shipwrecked on the shores of broken dreams | |
For you I sang songs of the nightswan | |
and each line I wrote was a beat of my heart | |
Forever burning on love' s funeral pyre: | |
Stop beating now, my bleeding heart! | |
For this knife did cut too deep | |
so for the last time I' m trying not to breathe | |
Once there was a fire in the lighthouse of my heart: | |
I gave you so much more than just my love | |
and you broke so much more than just a promise | |
Our planet vanished so devastatingly | |
amongst the mists of time | |
There was no treasure to be found at Rainbow' s End | |
somewhere behind Andromeda | |
I' ve been waiting till the end of December | |
but no more will I ride | |
for the winter solstice' s child | |
will pass away silently on a midsummer' s night | |
So may you come now, my Dead Romantic Angel | |
serenade Kyrahnean Hymns to me | |
Hold me in your arms | |
cover me with elder flowers | |
and take me down to my beloved sea | |
I' m so tired, so tremendously tired | |
Please wait for me under the midnight sun | |
where I will sing and dance again | |
and my laughter will be heard | |
echoing down the hillside again... | |
Oh, how I tried to believe how I loved, | |
How I tried to hold on to my dream | |
How I wanted to live but now I' m going home | |
to a place where love is more | |
than just a fourletter word | |
and as I kiss the memory of your goodnight | |
I' m beginning to see the light... |
zuò qǔ : Sid | |
I wanted to live on top of a mountain | |
but it' s cold and forsaken there without you now | |
I wanted to dive into the ocean of love | |
but I got shipwrecked on the shores of broken dreams | |
For you I sang songs of the nightswan | |
and each line I wrote was a beat of my heart | |
Forever burning on love' s funeral pyre: | |
Stop beating now, my bleeding heart! | |
For this knife did cut too deep | |
so for the last time I' m trying not to breathe | |
Once there was a fire in the lighthouse of my heart: | |
I gave you so much more than just my love | |
and you broke so much more than just a promise | |
Our planet vanished so devastatingly | |
amongst the mists of time | |
There was no treasure to be found at Rainbow' s End | |
somewhere behind Andromeda | |
I' ve been waiting till the end of December | |
but no more will I ride | |
for the winter solstice' s child | |
will pass away silently on a midsummer' s night | |
So may you come now, my Dead Romantic Angel | |
serenade Kyrahnean Hymns to me | |
Hold me in your arms | |
cover me with elder flowers | |
and take me down to my beloved sea | |
I' m so tired, so tremendously tired | |
Please wait for me under the midnight sun | |
where I will sing and dance again | |
and my laughter will be heard | |
echoing down the hillside again... | |
Oh, how I tried to believe how I loved, | |
How I tried to hold on to my dream | |
How I wanted to live but now I' m going home | |
to a place where love is more | |
than just a fourletter word | |
and as I kiss the memory of your goodnight | |
I' m beginning to see the light... |