Song | Water Bowl (Awakening) |
Artist | Cirque du Soleil |
Album | Zumanity |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Robbie Dillon & Simon Carpentier & Robbi Finkel | |
作词 : Carpentier, Champagne ... | |
For too long, | |
Love seemed like an illusion, | |
Its golden promise | |
Obscured | |
By reason and confusion. | |
Too often, | |
Its favours were thrust upon me. | |
An invasion. | |
An intrusion. | |
Then there was you. | |
A revelation. | |
Forbidden yet familiar, | |
You stood before me, | |
A hand outstretched. | |
Not to give, | |
Not to take, | |
But to simply -- caress. | |
We kissed -- | |
A passageway | |
To secrets | |
Still unspoken, | |
Promises unbroken | |
Answers | |
To questions not yet asked. | |
A glimpse | |
Of the faces | |
Behind our masks. | |
The taste of you | |
Burned in my mouth | |
Like an ancient truth. | |
And then, | |
As gently as a ghost, | |
You were inside me. | |
Your essence | |
Rising in my chest, | |
Your heartbeat | |
Pulsing beneath my breast. | |
Desire | |
Burst from you | |
Like a string | |
Of flawless pearls. | |
Between my thighs, | |
Your hands, | |
Guiding me | |
To undiscovered | |
Lands | |
Treasures -- | |
In the sand | |
Pleasures -- | |
Never known to man. | |
And as we lay together, | |
The first cool breath | |
Of morning | |
On our skin, | |
Offering | |
A silent benediction, | |
We knew | |
That we were not alone, | |
That in this harsh | |
And unforgiving world, | |
We'd found a place that | |
We can call our own. | |
Who says only opposites | |
Attract? |
zuo qu : Robbie Dillon Simon Carpentier Robbi Finkel | |
zuo ci : Carpentier, Champagne ... | |
For too long, | |
Love seemed like an illusion, | |
Its golden promise | |
Obscured | |
By reason and confusion. | |
Too often, | |
Its favours were thrust upon me. | |
An invasion. | |
An intrusion. | |
Then there was you. | |
A revelation. | |
Forbidden yet familiar, | |
You stood before me, | |
A hand outstretched. | |
Not to give, | |
Not to take, | |
But to simply caress. | |
We kissed | |
A passageway | |
To secrets | |
Still unspoken, | |
Promises unbroken | |
Answers | |
To questions not yet asked. | |
A glimpse | |
Of the faces | |
Behind our masks. | |
The taste of you | |
Burned in my mouth | |
Like an ancient truth. | |
And then, | |
As gently as a ghost, | |
You were inside me. | |
Your essence | |
Rising in my chest, | |
Your heartbeat | |
Pulsing beneath my breast. | |
Desire | |
Burst from you | |
Like a string | |
Of flawless pearls. | |
Between my thighs, | |
Your hands, | |
Guiding me | |
To undiscovered | |
Lands | |
Treasures | |
In the sand | |
Pleasures | |
Never known to man. | |
And as we lay together, | |
The first cool breath | |
Of morning | |
On our skin, | |
Offering | |
A silent benediction, | |
We knew | |
That we were not alone, | |
That in this harsh | |
And unforgiving world, | |
We' d found a place that | |
We can call our own. | |
Who says only opposites | |
Attract? |
zuò qǔ : Robbie Dillon Simon Carpentier Robbi Finkel | |
zuò cí : Carpentier, Champagne ... | |
For too long, | |
Love seemed like an illusion, | |
Its golden promise | |
Obscured | |
By reason and confusion. | |
Too often, | |
Its favours were thrust upon me. | |
An invasion. | |
An intrusion. | |
Then there was you. | |
A revelation. | |
Forbidden yet familiar, | |
You stood before me, | |
A hand outstretched. | |
Not to give, | |
Not to take, | |
But to simply caress. | |
We kissed | |
A passageway | |
To secrets | |
Still unspoken, | |
Promises unbroken | |
Answers | |
To questions not yet asked. | |
A glimpse | |
Of the faces | |
Behind our masks. | |
The taste of you | |
Burned in my mouth | |
Like an ancient truth. | |
And then, | |
As gently as a ghost, | |
You were inside me. | |
Your essence | |
Rising in my chest, | |
Your heartbeat | |
Pulsing beneath my breast. | |
Desire | |
Burst from you | |
Like a string | |
Of flawless pearls. | |
Between my thighs, | |
Your hands, | |
Guiding me | |
To undiscovered | |
Lands | |
Treasures | |
In the sand | |
Pleasures | |
Never known to man. | |
And as we lay together, | |
The first cool breath | |
Of morning | |
On our skin, | |
Offering | |
A silent benediction, | |
We knew | |
That we were not alone, | |
That in this harsh | |
And unforgiving world, | |
We' d found a place that | |
We can call our own. | |
Who says only opposites | |
Attract? |