Song | Under The Mourning Rays |
Artist | Nahemah |
Album | A New Constellation |
作曲 : Egido, Palazón | |
All those images which | |
Gush as a fountain's | |
Fluid water | |
Attract to me that vision | |
So archaic, almost neolithic | |
Of such a cold stone that | |
Appears in front of me | |
Looking and smiling at me | |
I want to kiss it... | |
But my stare can only | |
Round it in circles | |
When hypnotizes me... | |
Till I kneel down | |
When I fall asleep... | |
I want to caress it | |
When hypnotizes me... | |
Till I kneel down | |
When I fall asleep... | |
Neither escape nor awake me | |
From this kind scorn | |
Don't suck this sedating | |
Laudanum that Morpheus injects | |
Into my veins | |
Let me only embrace that | |
Cold frost skin and cover me | |
With this boreal sunrise dew | |
Until my soul vanishes evaporated | |
With the water | |
Under the morning rays... |
zuò qǔ : Egido, Palazó n | |
All those images which | |
Gush as a fountain' s | |
Fluid water | |
Attract to me that vision | |
So archaic, almost neolithic | |
Of such a cold stone that | |
Appears in front of me | |
Looking and smiling at me | |
I want to kiss it... | |
But my stare can only | |
Round it in circles | |
When hypnotizes me... | |
Till I kneel down | |
When I fall asleep... | |
I want to caress it | |
When hypnotizes me... | |
Till I kneel down | |
When I fall asleep... | |
Neither escape nor awake me | |
From this kind scorn | |
Don' t suck this sedating | |
Laudanum that Morpheus injects | |
Into my veins | |
Let me only embrace that | |
Cold frost skin and cover me | |
With this boreal sunrise dew | |
Until my soul vanishes evaporated | |
With the water | |
Under the morning rays... |