| Song | Bahamut |
| Artist | Hazmat Modine |
| Album | New York "The Sound of a City" |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : W. Schuman |
| [00:25.712] | Well, Behemoth calls us his own |
| [00:29.433] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [00:32.632] | They both go out to play |
| [00:35.575] | On that cold and rainy day |
| [00:38.494] | And Behemoth sings us his song |
| [00:41.966] | While Bahamut wanders along |
| [00:45.162] | But in the glory of this spring |
| [00:48.346] | You can hear Bahamut sing |
| [00:51.536] | Whoa-ho-ho |
| [00:54.713] | Are you as big as me? |
| [00:57.901] | Whoa-ho-ho-ho |
| [01:00.857] | Way too big to see |
| [01:04.062] | Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho |
| [01:07.012] | Bahamut he goes so slow |
| [01:10.197] | Whoa-ho-ho-ho |
| [01:13.397] | Too big a place to go |
| [01:16.329] | (Music) |
| [02:33.473] | The entire known universe floats suspended in a thin silver bowl, |
| [02:41.188] | which rocks gently on the back of an immense blue-green tortuga. |
| [02:47.840] | And the tortuga's scaly feet are firmly placed on the topmost of seven craggy mountains, |
| [02:55.800] | which arise from a vast and arid plain of drifting, fetid, yellow dust. |
| [03:04.044] | And the plain is balanced precariously on top of a small thin green acacia tree, |
| [03:11.780] | which grows from the snout of a giant blood red ox with 50 eyes that breathes flame the color of the midnight sky. |
| [03:22.924] | And the ox's hooves are firmly placed on the single grain of sand, |
| [03:29.294] | which floats in the eye of Bahamut like a mote of dust. |
| [03:34.886] | No one has ever seen Bahamut, some think it's a fish, some think it's a newt. |
| [03:42.876] | All we know is that the lonely Bahamut floats endlessly through all time and all space, |
| [03:50.528] | with all of us and everything floating in a single tear of his eye. |
| [03:58.488] | (Music) |
| [05:10.306] | Well, Behemoth calls us his own |
| [05:14.034] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [05:17.470] | They both go out to play |
| [05:20.136] | On that cold and rainy day |
| [05:23.074] | And Behemoth sings us his song |
| [05:26.525] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [05:29.712] | But in the glory of the fall |
| [05:32.894] | You can hear Bahamut call |
| [05:36.350] | Whoa-ho-ho |
| [05:39.550] | Are you as big as me? |
| [05:42.762] | Whoa-ho-ho-ho |
| [05:45.708] | Way too big to see |
| [05:48.642] | Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho |
| [05:51.556] | Bahamut he goes so slow |
| [05:55.011] | Whoa-ho-ho-ho |
| [05:57.939] | Too big a place to go |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : W. Schuman |
| [00:25.712] | Well, Behemoth calls us his own |
| [00:29.433] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [00:32.632] | They both go out to play |
| [00:35.575] | On that cold and rainy day |
| [00:38.494] | And Behemoth sings us his song |
| [00:41.966] | While Bahamut wanders along |
| [00:45.162] | But in the glory of this spring |
| [00:48.346] | You can hear Bahamut sing |
| [00:51.536] | Whoahoho |
| [00:54.713] | Are you as big as me? |
| [00:57.901] | Whoahohoho |
| [01:00.857] | Way too big to see |
| [01:04.062] | Whoahohohoho |
| [01:07.012] | Bahamut he goes so slow |
| [01:10.197] | Whoahohoho |
| [01:13.397] | Too big a place to go |
| [01:16.329] | Music |
| [02:33.473] | The entire known universe floats suspended in a thin silver bowl, |
| [02:41.188] | which rocks gently on the back of an immense bluegreen tortuga. |
| [02:47.840] | And the tortuga' s scaly feet are firmly placed on the topmost of seven craggy mountains, |
| [02:55.800] | which arise from a vast and arid plain of drifting, fetid, yellow dust. |
| [03:04.044] | And the plain is balanced precariously on top of a small thin green acacia tree, |
| [03:11.780] | which grows from the snout of a giant blood red ox with 50 eyes that breathes flame the color of the midnight sky. |
| [03:22.924] | And the ox' s hooves are firmly placed on the single grain of sand, |
| [03:29.294] | which floats in the eye of Bahamut like a mote of dust. |
| [03:34.886] | No one has ever seen Bahamut, some think it' s a fish, some think it' s a newt. |
| [03:42.876] | All we know is that the lonely Bahamut floats endlessly through all time and all space, |
| [03:50.528] | with all of us and everything floating in a single tear of his eye. |
| [03:58.488] | Music |
| [05:10.306] | Well, Behemoth calls us his own |
| [05:14.034] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [05:17.470] | They both go out to play |
| [05:20.136] | On that cold and rainy day |
| [05:23.074] | And Behemoth sings us his song |
| [05:26.525] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [05:29.712] | But in the glory of the fall |
| [05:32.894] | You can hear Bahamut call |
| [05:36.350] | Whoahoho |
| [05:39.550] | Are you as big as me? |
| [05:42.762] | Whoahohoho |
| [05:45.708] | Way too big to see |
| [05:48.642] | Whoahohohoho |
| [05:51.556] | Bahamut he goes so slow |
| [05:55.011] | Whoahohoho |
| [05:57.939] | Too big a place to go |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : W. Schuman |
| [00:25.712] | Well, Behemoth calls us his own |
| [00:29.433] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [00:32.632] | They both go out to play |
| [00:35.575] | On that cold and rainy day |
| [00:38.494] | And Behemoth sings us his song |
| [00:41.966] | While Bahamut wanders along |
| [00:45.162] | But in the glory of this spring |
| [00:48.346] | You can hear Bahamut sing |
| [00:51.536] | Whoahoho |
| [00:54.713] | Are you as big as me? |
| [00:57.901] | Whoahohoho |
| [01:00.857] | Way too big to see |
| [01:04.062] | Whoahohohoho |
| [01:07.012] | Bahamut he goes so slow |
| [01:10.197] | Whoahohoho |
| [01:13.397] | Too big a place to go |
| [01:16.329] | Music |
| [02:33.473] | The entire known universe floats suspended in a thin silver bowl, |
| [02:41.188] | which rocks gently on the back of an immense bluegreen tortuga. |
| [02:47.840] | And the tortuga' s scaly feet are firmly placed on the topmost of seven craggy mountains, |
| [02:55.800] | which arise from a vast and arid plain of drifting, fetid, yellow dust. |
| [03:04.044] | And the plain is balanced precariously on top of a small thin green acacia tree, |
| [03:11.780] | which grows from the snout of a giant blood red ox with 50 eyes that breathes flame the color of the midnight sky. |
| [03:22.924] | And the ox' s hooves are firmly placed on the single grain of sand, |
| [03:29.294] | which floats in the eye of Bahamut like a mote of dust. |
| [03:34.886] | No one has ever seen Bahamut, some think it' s a fish, some think it' s a newt. |
| [03:42.876] | All we know is that the lonely Bahamut floats endlessly through all time and all space, |
| [03:50.528] | with all of us and everything floating in a single tear of his eye. |
| [03:58.488] | Music |
| [05:10.306] | Well, Behemoth calls us his own |
| [05:14.034] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [05:17.470] | They both go out to play |
| [05:20.136] | On that cold and rainy day |
| [05:23.074] | And Behemoth sings us his song |
| [05:26.525] | While Bahamut wanders alone |
| [05:29.712] | But in the glory of the fall |
| [05:32.894] | You can hear Bahamut call |
| [05:36.350] | Whoahoho |
| [05:39.550] | Are you as big as me? |
| [05:42.762] | Whoahohoho |
| [05:45.708] | Way too big to see |
| [05:48.642] | Whoahohohoho |
| [05:51.556] | Bahamut he goes so slow |
| [05:55.011] | Whoahohoho |
| [05:57.939] | Too big a place to go |