Song | Lovelorn Rhapsody |
Artist | Anathema |
Album | Serenades [2003] |
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作词 : Anathema | |
I hear your voice | |
It sings so softly | |
Curious to join in | |
A harmony to breathe forevermore | |
Joyous the one to hear a voice | |
In fields where grass grows tall | |
Golden carpets swell and whisper | |
Autumn trees will weep | |
Immune to pity, I've grown used to grief | |
The eternal tear reciprocates | |
In fields where grass grows tall | |
Golden carpets swell and whisper | |
Autumn trees will weep | |
Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh | |
In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squander | |
Love has left me, fled from me | |
Fragrant lust waits beside and dies | |
Like flowers that wilt without refreshment | |
In midday sun I sit and bide time | |
Adorning me, a lovelorn rhapsody |
zuo ci : Anathema | |
I hear your voice | |
It sings so softly | |
Curious to join in | |
A harmony to breathe forevermore | |
Joyous the one to hear a voice | |
In fields where grass grows tall | |
Golden carpets swell and whisper | |
Autumn trees will weep | |
Immune to pity, I' ve grown used to grief | |
The eternal tear reciprocates | |
In fields where grass grows tall | |
Golden carpets swell and whisper | |
Autumn trees will weep | |
Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh | |
In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squander | |
Love has left me, fled from me | |
Fragrant lust waits beside and dies | |
Like flowers that wilt without refreshment | |
In midday sun I sit and bide time | |
Adorning me, a lovelorn rhapsody |
zuò cí : Anathema | |
I hear your voice | |
It sings so softly | |
Curious to join in | |
A harmony to breathe forevermore | |
Joyous the one to hear a voice | |
In fields where grass grows tall | |
Golden carpets swell and whisper | |
Autumn trees will weep | |
Immune to pity, I' ve grown used to grief | |
The eternal tear reciprocates | |
In fields where grass grows tall | |
Golden carpets swell and whisper | |
Autumn trees will weep | |
Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh | |
In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squander | |
Love has left me, fled from me | |
Fragrant lust waits beside and dies | |
Like flowers that wilt without refreshment | |
In midday sun I sit and bide time | |
Adorning me, a lovelorn rhapsody |