Song | Shadow Journal |
Artist | Max Richter |
Album | Max Richter: Blue Notebooks |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Richter |
[00:16.90] | "How enduring, how we need durability. |
[00:21.24] | The sky before sunrise is soaked with light. |
[00:25.16] | Rosy colour tints buildings, bridges, |
[00:27.55] | And the Seine. |
[00:29.90] | I was here when she with whom I walk wasn't born yet, |
[00:34.27] | And the cities on a distant plain stood intact, |
[00:37.60] | Before they rose in the air with the dust of sepulchral brick, |
[00:41.00] | And the people who lived there didn't know. |
[00:45.58] | Only this moment, at dawn, is real to me. |
[00:49.13] | The bygone lives are like my own past life, |
[00:52.31] | Uncertain. I cast a spell on the city, asking it to last." |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Richter |
[00:16.90] | " How enduring, how we need durability. |
[00:21.24] | The sky before sunrise is soaked with light. |
[00:25.16] | Rosy colour tints buildings, bridges, |
[00:27.55] | And the Seine. |
[00:29.90] | I was here when she with whom I walk wasn' t born yet, |
[00:34.27] | And the cities on a distant plain stood intact, |
[00:37.60] | Before they rose in the air with the dust of sepulchral brick, |
[00:41.00] | And the people who lived there didn' t know. |
[00:45.58] | Only this moment, at dawn, is real to me. |
[00:49.13] | The bygone lives are like my own past life, |
[00:52.31] | Uncertain. I cast a spell on the city, asking it to last." |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Richter |
[00:16.90] | " How enduring, how we need durability. |
[00:21.24] | The sky before sunrise is soaked with light. |
[00:25.16] | Rosy colour tints buildings, bridges, |
[00:27.55] | And the Seine. |
[00:29.90] | I was here when she with whom I walk wasn' t born yet, |
[00:34.27] | And the cities on a distant plain stood intact, |
[00:37.60] | Before they rose in the air with the dust of sepulchral brick, |
[00:41.00] | And the people who lived there didn' t know. |
[00:45.58] | Only this moment, at dawn, is real to me. |
[00:49.13] | The bygone lives are like my own past life, |
[00:52.31] | Uncertain. I cast a spell on the city, asking it to last." |