| 作曲 : Giovagnoli, Orlando, Orlando ... | |
| Sceneries far from the Sun | |
| Far from the dust | |
| Glide into dusk | |
| Cobalt of Match | |
| I see your eyes above the arch of your smile | |
| Lost in this nighttime through the daze of its dark | |
| I see your eyes lost in the queitness of March | |
| In the striations of the cobalt of March | |
| I see (that) this numb mourning dies | |
| I see (that) this orchid was born to be taken away | |
| I see your eyes above the arch of the sky | |
| I see your eyes throughout the gaze of the night | |
| I see your eyes closed, in the coldness of March | |
| Lost in the glaciers of the cobalt of March | |
| I see (that) this numb mourning dies | |
| I see (that) this life | |
| Was just meant to be taken away | |
| Centuries under the Sun | |
| Biting the dust | |
| I fade away into September | |
| My soul is gonna return | |
| And it will be for just one time | |
| To say that nothing truly dies | |
| And I've seen (that) the world | |
| Has stopped since that time | |
| Singing lullabies to make us all forget | |
| And that same world fell by its own fire | |
| And I try to cope but still cannot forget |
| zuo qu : Giovagnoli, Orlando, Orlando ... | |
| Sceneries far from the Sun | |
| Far from the dust | |
| Glide into dusk | |
| Cobalt of Match | |
| I see your eyes above the arch of your smile | |
| Lost in this nighttime through the daze of its dark | |
| I see your eyes lost in the queitness of March | |
| In the striations of the cobalt of March | |
| I see that this numb mourning dies | |
| I see that this orchid was born to be taken away | |
| I see your eyes above the arch of the sky | |
| I see your eyes throughout the gaze of the night | |
| I see your eyes closed, in the coldness of March | |
| Lost in the glaciers of the cobalt of March | |
| I see that this numb mourning dies | |
| I see that this life | |
| Was just meant to be taken away | |
| Centuries under the Sun | |
| Biting the dust | |
| I fade away into September | |
| My soul is gonna return | |
| And it will be for just one time | |
| To say that nothing truly dies | |
| And I' ve seen that the world | |
| Has stopped since that time | |
| Singing lullabies to make us all forget | |
| And that same world fell by its own fire | |
| And I try to cope but still cannot forget |
| zuò qǔ : Giovagnoli, Orlando, Orlando ... | |
| Sceneries far from the Sun | |
| Far from the dust | |
| Glide into dusk | |
| Cobalt of Match | |
| I see your eyes above the arch of your smile | |
| Lost in this nighttime through the daze of its dark | |
| I see your eyes lost in the queitness of March | |
| In the striations of the cobalt of March | |
| I see that this numb mourning dies | |
| I see that this orchid was born to be taken away | |
| I see your eyes above the arch of the sky | |
| I see your eyes throughout the gaze of the night | |
| I see your eyes closed, in the coldness of March | |
| Lost in the glaciers of the cobalt of March | |
| I see that this numb mourning dies | |
| I see that this life | |
| Was just meant to be taken away | |
| Centuries under the Sun | |
| Biting the dust | |
| I fade away into September | |
| My soul is gonna return | |
| And it will be for just one time | |
| To say that nothing truly dies | |
| And I' ve seen that the world | |
| Has stopped since that time | |
| Singing lullabies to make us all forget | |
| And that same world fell by its own fire | |
| And I try to cope but still cannot forget |
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