| Song | Endless Reverie |
| Artist | Azam Ali |
| Album | Elysium For The Brave |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Azam Ali/Carmen Rizz | |
| 作词 : Azam Ali | |
| Waiting for the rain | |
| For the skies lamenting | |
| All around silence | |
| Has its roots sunk deep | |
| My longing lingers | |
| My tresses twist | |
| But in my isolation | |
| All truth is empty | |
| Waiting by the wayside | |
| Of an endless reverie | |
| Where all the things I run from | |
| Are sure enough to find me | |
| Would that love were something | |
| Than a false slavery | |
| To a god I don't know | |
| And to all the things that tempt me | |
| Then in the light of reason | |
| Where truth is empty | |
| The alchemy of sin | |
| Would be revealed | |
| Waiting by the wayside | |
| Of an endless reverie | |
| Where all the things I run from | |
| Are sure enough to find me |
| zuo qu : Azam Ali Carmen Rizz | |
| zuo ci : Azam Ali | |
| Waiting for the rain | |
| For the skies lamenting | |
| All around silence | |
| Has its roots sunk deep | |
| My longing lingers | |
| My tresses twist | |
| But in my isolation | |
| All truth is empty | |
| Waiting by the wayside | |
| Of an endless reverie | |
| Where all the things I run from | |
| Are sure enough to find me | |
| Would that love were something | |
| Than a false slavery | |
| To a god I don' t know | |
| And to all the things that tempt me | |
| Then in the light of reason | |
| Where truth is empty | |
| The alchemy of sin | |
| Would be revealed | |
| Waiting by the wayside | |
| Of an endless reverie | |
| Where all the things I run from | |
| Are sure enough to find me |
| zuò qǔ : Azam Ali Carmen Rizz | |
| zuò cí : Azam Ali | |
| Waiting for the rain | |
| For the skies lamenting | |
| All around silence | |
| Has its roots sunk deep | |
| My longing lingers | |
| My tresses twist | |
| But in my isolation | |
| All truth is empty | |
| Waiting by the wayside | |
| Of an endless reverie | |
| Where all the things I run from | |
| Are sure enough to find me | |
| Would that love were something | |
| Than a false slavery | |
| To a god I don' t know | |
| And to all the things that tempt me | |
| Then in the light of reason | |
| Where truth is empty | |
| The alchemy of sin | |
| Would be revealed | |
| Waiting by the wayside | |
| Of an endless reverie | |
| Where all the things I run from | |
| Are sure enough to find me |