Song | The Autumn Believer |
Artist | Revoltons |
Album | Night Visions |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Corona, Revoltons | |
Autumn smokin' field | |
Colored existence | |
Warm images of gold | |
Near is the winter door | |
I saw a light by watching you | |
And for an instant I realised | |
Is the dark coming around now? | |
Cause your eyes look so sad | |
For too long now I lived this | |
We have to smile at the sky of death | |
So run with me through | |
Good and hard times | |
There's something more | |
Inside the elements, I'm sure | |
Medieval chants, infinite sparks | |
Oh ancient Greece, eternal beauty | |
The first trigger, industrial birth | |
The progress of science doesn't mean anything | |
Dragons in the sky, the Middlearth | |
The highlanders the Gods, worlds inside of us | |
So run with me through good and hard times | |
There is something more, we'll always be alive | |
Hey bride we are the one! | |
Run with me, Can't you see? | |
Hands of God we are, look around | |
Hear the sounds on the wall oh bride [*] | |
Destiny, Reality, Stars in the sky we are | |
Legend and prophecy, sunset down oh bride | |
Because we are the one! | |
* "We must let nothing pass us by | |
We must take whatever we can | |
Even if we commit a small injustice | |
We must let nothing pass us by | |
Life is too short | |
Death inevitable." [S. Freud] | |
Magic alchemy | |
In the beauty of this day | |
Bride: we'll never really leave | |
Every doubt flies away |
zuo qu : Corona, Revoltons | |
Autumn smokin' field | |
Colored existence | |
Warm images of gold | |
Near is the winter door | |
I saw a light by watching you | |
And for an instant I realised | |
Is the dark coming around now? | |
Cause your eyes look so sad | |
For too long now I lived this | |
We have to smile at the sky of death | |
So run with me through | |
Good and hard times | |
There' s something more | |
Inside the elements, I' m sure | |
Medieval chants, infinite sparks | |
Oh ancient Greece, eternal beauty | |
The first trigger, industrial birth | |
The progress of science doesn' t mean anything | |
Dragons in the sky, the Middlearth | |
The highlanders the Gods, worlds inside of us | |
So run with me through good and hard times | |
There is something more, we' ll always be alive | |
Hey bride we are the one! | |
Run with me, Can' t you see? | |
Hands of God we are, look around | |
Hear the sounds on the wall oh bride | |
Destiny, Reality, Stars in the sky we are | |
Legend and prophecy, sunset down oh bride | |
Because we are the one! | |
" We must let nothing pass us by | |
We must take whatever we can | |
Even if we commit a small injustice | |
We must let nothing pass us by | |
Life is too short | |
Death inevitable." S. Freud | |
Magic alchemy | |
In the beauty of this day | |
Bride: we' ll never really leave | |
Every doubt flies away |
zuò qǔ : Corona, Revoltons | |
Autumn smokin' field | |
Colored existence | |
Warm images of gold | |
Near is the winter door | |
I saw a light by watching you | |
And for an instant I realised | |
Is the dark coming around now? | |
Cause your eyes look so sad | |
For too long now I lived this | |
We have to smile at the sky of death | |
So run with me through | |
Good and hard times | |
There' s something more | |
Inside the elements, I' m sure | |
Medieval chants, infinite sparks | |
Oh ancient Greece, eternal beauty | |
The first trigger, industrial birth | |
The progress of science doesn' t mean anything | |
Dragons in the sky, the Middlearth | |
The highlanders the Gods, worlds inside of us | |
So run with me through good and hard times | |
There is something more, we' ll always be alive | |
Hey bride we are the one! | |
Run with me, Can' t you see? | |
Hands of God we are, look around | |
Hear the sounds on the wall oh bride | |
Destiny, Reality, Stars in the sky we are | |
Legend and prophecy, sunset down oh bride | |
Because we are the one! | |
" We must let nothing pass us by | |
We must take whatever we can | |
Even if we commit a small injustice | |
We must let nothing pass us by | |
Life is too short | |
Death inevitable." S. Freud | |
Magic alchemy | |
In the beauty of this day | |
Bride: we' ll never really leave | |
Every doubt flies away |