作曲 : Le Loup | |
Celebrate the heavens | |
given back to man-upon-the-earth | |
Here, I saw my saddle mountain | |
folded on the hills and the valleys | |
Oh, God, how everything froze | |
and I could see for just one moment | |
all worlds, an endless chord | |
a glorious pattern halfway woven | |
Celebrate the open plains | |
a broken gate, and empty hands | |
valleys fled from cold to green | |
and I could see the sea again | |
Oh, God, how everything froze | |
and I could see for just one moment | |
forward, an endless chord | |
that glorious pattern halfway woven |
zuo qu : Le Loup | |
Celebrate the heavens | |
given back to manupontheearth | |
Here, I saw my saddle mountain | |
folded on the hills and the valleys | |
Oh, God, how everything froze | |
and I could see for just one moment | |
all worlds, an endless chord | |
a glorious pattern halfway woven | |
Celebrate the open plains | |
a broken gate, and empty hands | |
valleys fled from cold to green | |
and I could see the sea again | |
Oh, God, how everything froze | |
and I could see for just one moment | |
forward, an endless chord | |
that glorious pattern halfway woven |
zuò qǔ : Le Loup | |
Celebrate the heavens | |
given back to manupontheearth | |
Here, I saw my saddle mountain | |
folded on the hills and the valleys | |
Oh, God, how everything froze | |
and I could see for just one moment | |
all worlds, an endless chord | |
a glorious pattern halfway woven | |
Celebrate the open plains | |
a broken gate, and empty hands | |
valleys fled from cold to green | |
and I could see the sea again | |
Oh, God, how everything froze | |
and I could see for just one moment | |
forward, an endless chord | |
that glorious pattern halfway woven |