| Song | Danko |
| Artist | Abbie Gale |
| Album | 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Delakas | |
| Unset time. Unset place. | |
| Not necessarily a spot in history. | |
| The darkest time of humanity. | |
| The darkest season of earth. | |
| Nothing grows. Nothing evolves. | |
| Darkness covers almost all land. | |
| Unknown if there are any plants or animals | |
| Cause they cannot be seen. | |
| And right in the middle of dark | |
| a small place where humans live | |
| or something that reminds of living. | |
| They live in fear, dream of fear they give birth to fear. | |
| No hope in their aching hearts. | |
| No smile on their broken faces. | |
| And this goes on and on for years and years and years… | |
| And as they fear more and they lose hope | |
| the dark comes closer and closer. | |
| They never touch it, never enter it. | |
| Until they day that Danko is born. | |
| His parents do not differ from other members | |
| of the tribe, oh but Danko does. | |
| He Hopes. And Fears. But still Hopes. | |
| And he grows up.And the little boy becomes a man. | |
| And he gets sick of fear. | |
| He gets bored of not exploring. | |
| Not the dark but his heart. His Burning Heart. | |
| And day after day frightened people | |
| listen to a man called Danko forcing them to move. | |
| Everyone thinks it’s madness. | |
| But Danko is very serious. | |
| He never seems to fear, never seems to regret. | |
| And some day more and more live off his hope. | |
| And begin to move. | |
| They take sticks on fire and they have Danko ahead. | |
| Everyone is moving now. Moving into the dark. | |
| Danko is always ahead, shouting to go on. | |
| And now the dark gets deeper. | |
| It’s aching to move now. Feet heavy. | |
| Hearts beating fast. But not Danko’s. | |
| Sometimes he turns back to them and they see his face, | |
| listen to his words. | |
| Probably they fear Danko more than they fear dark. | |
| And they go on and on. | |
| Light spreads in the heart of black fog. | |
| But dark now plays its dirtiest tricks | |
| and hearts begin to freeze. | |
| And more and more are screaming to go back. | |
| Things get out of control. | |
| No order in the moving tribe now. | |
| They start to blame him. | |
| But Danko will not step back, even now… | |
| He rips off his own heart from his wonderful chest. | |
| Bleeding he holds it up and everyone sees | |
| the most hopeful light they had ever seen. | |
| Danko’s Burning Heart gives them hope. | |
| And they go on really fast. No one screams now. | |
| Danko is bleeding. The world starts to fade away. | |
| He looks to his heart and still feels close to it. | |
| His pace is steady. His heart is burning, leading the way. | |
| And after a while Dark begins to scatter and dawn comes | |
| A bright reddish Dawn, the first one in centuries. | |
| Everyone is cheering now. Everyone hopes. | |
| And they are so happy they cannot see | |
| A young man’s dead body lying among them | |
| Beside a Heart that’s still burning its last sparkles…. |
| zuo qu : Delakas | |
| Unset time. Unset place. | |
| Not necessarily a spot in history. | |
| The darkest time of humanity. | |
| The darkest season of earth. | |
| Nothing grows. Nothing evolves. | |
| Darkness covers almost all land. | |
| Unknown if there are any plants or animals | |
| Cause they cannot be seen. | |
| And right in the middle of dark | |
| a small place where humans live | |
| or something that reminds of living. | |
| They live in fear, dream of fear they give birth to fear. | |
| No hope in their aching hearts. | |
| No smile on their broken faces. | |
| And this goes on and on for years and years and years | |
| And as they fear more and they lose hope | |
| the dark comes closer and closer. | |
| They never touch it, never enter it. | |
| Until they day that Danko is born. | |
| His parents do not differ from other members | |
| of the tribe, oh but Danko does. | |
| He Hopes. And Fears. But still Hopes. | |
| And he grows up. And the little boy becomes a man. | |
| And he gets sick of fear. | |
| He gets bored of not exploring. | |
| Not the dark but his heart. His Burning Heart. | |
| And day after day frightened people | |
| listen to a man called Danko forcing them to move. | |
| Everyone thinks it' s madness. | |
| But Danko is very serious. | |
| He never seems to fear, never seems to regret. | |
| And some day more and more live off his hope. | |
| And begin to move. | |
| They take sticks on fire and they have Danko ahead. | |
| Everyone is moving now. Moving into the dark. | |
| Danko is always ahead, shouting to go on. | |
| And now the dark gets deeper. | |
| It' s aching to move now. Feet heavy. | |
| Hearts beating fast. But not Danko' s. | |
| Sometimes he turns back to them and they see his face, | |
| listen to his words. | |
| Probably they fear Danko more than they fear dark. | |
| And they go on and on. | |
| Light spreads in the heart of black fog. | |
| But dark now plays its dirtiest tricks | |
| and hearts begin to freeze. | |
| And more and more are screaming to go back. | |
| Things get out of control. | |
| No order in the moving tribe now. | |
| They start to blame him. | |
| But Danko will not step back, even now | |
| He rips off his own heart from his wonderful chest. | |
| Bleeding he holds it up and everyone sees | |
| the most hopeful light they had ever seen. | |
| Danko' s Burning Heart gives them hope. | |
| And they go on really fast. No one screams now. | |
| Danko is bleeding. The world starts to fade away. | |
| He looks to his heart and still feels close to it. | |
| His pace is steady. His heart is burning, leading the way. | |
| And after a while Dark begins to scatter and dawn comes | |
| A bright reddish Dawn, the first one in centuries. | |
| Everyone is cheering now. Everyone hopes. | |
| And they are so happy they cannot see | |
| A young man' s dead body lying among them | |
| Beside a Heart that' s still burning its last sparkles. |
| zuò qǔ : Delakas | |
| Unset time. Unset place. | |
| Not necessarily a spot in history. | |
| The darkest time of humanity. | |
| The darkest season of earth. | |
| Nothing grows. Nothing evolves. | |
| Darkness covers almost all land. | |
| Unknown if there are any plants or animals | |
| Cause they cannot be seen. | |
| And right in the middle of dark | |
| a small place where humans live | |
| or something that reminds of living. | |
| They live in fear, dream of fear they give birth to fear. | |
| No hope in their aching hearts. | |
| No smile on their broken faces. | |
| And this goes on and on for years and years and years | |
| And as they fear more and they lose hope | |
| the dark comes closer and closer. | |
| They never touch it, never enter it. | |
| Until they day that Danko is born. | |
| His parents do not differ from other members | |
| of the tribe, oh but Danko does. | |
| He Hopes. And Fears. But still Hopes. | |
| And he grows up. And the little boy becomes a man. | |
| And he gets sick of fear. | |
| He gets bored of not exploring. | |
| Not the dark but his heart. His Burning Heart. | |
| And day after day frightened people | |
| listen to a man called Danko forcing them to move. | |
| Everyone thinks it' s madness. | |
| But Danko is very serious. | |
| He never seems to fear, never seems to regret. | |
| And some day more and more live off his hope. | |
| And begin to move. | |
| They take sticks on fire and they have Danko ahead. | |
| Everyone is moving now. Moving into the dark. | |
| Danko is always ahead, shouting to go on. | |
| And now the dark gets deeper. | |
| It' s aching to move now. Feet heavy. | |
| Hearts beating fast. But not Danko' s. | |
| Sometimes he turns back to them and they see his face, | |
| listen to his words. | |
| Probably they fear Danko more than they fear dark. | |
| And they go on and on. | |
| Light spreads in the heart of black fog. | |
| But dark now plays its dirtiest tricks | |
| and hearts begin to freeze. | |
| And more and more are screaming to go back. | |
| Things get out of control. | |
| No order in the moving tribe now. | |
| They start to blame him. | |
| But Danko will not step back, even now | |
| He rips off his own heart from his wonderful chest. | |
| Bleeding he holds it up and everyone sees | |
| the most hopeful light they had ever seen. | |
| Danko' s Burning Heart gives them hope. | |
| And they go on really fast. No one screams now. | |
| Danko is bleeding. The world starts to fade away. | |
| He looks to his heart and still feels close to it. | |
| His pace is steady. His heart is burning, leading the way. | |
| And after a while Dark begins to scatter and dawn comes | |
| A bright reddish Dawn, the first one in centuries. | |
| Everyone is cheering now. Everyone hopes. | |
| And they are so happy they cannot see | |
| A young man' s dead body lying among them | |
| Beside a Heart that' s still burning its last sparkles. |