| Song | Merge, A Vessel, A Harbour |
| Artist | Great Lake Swimmers |
| Album | Great Lake Swimmers |
| 作曲 : Dekker | |
| Merge, a vessel, a harbour | |
| A perfect union | |
| Of gift and reception | |
| Each an eye | |
| On the same face | |
| Loss and gain | |
| Fly into the mouth of the ground | |
| Six feet under | |
| Thanks to some failure | |
| Fly into the mouth of the ground | |
| Six feet under | |
| One for the light | |
| One for the dark | |
| Taste each other | |
| For a moment, then goodbye | |
| Hold her eyes | |
| Share the same air | |
| Oh lay it down | |
| Oh lay it bare | |
| I'm speechless | |
| Naked as a fiery sunset | |
| Eternal but fleeting | |
| Destroyed not complete | |
| A perfect cacophony | |
| Rising like vapour | |
| Solid and liquid | |
| Awkward and trapping | |
| Stolen but paid for | |
| Legs and knees and ankles and toes | |
| When it burns an old enemy flows | |
| Legs and knees and ankles and toes | |
| When it burns an old enemy flows | |
| Gathered and strewn | |
| From this altitude | |
| To some other moon | |
| Wearing false armour | |
| And useless shields | |
| Failed to exist | |
| Crying out into the streets | |
| They are always prepared for the cries | |
| Prepared for the worst | |
| Crying out loud but the noise is absorbed | |
| They are transfixed but untransformed | |
| Stop accommodating echoes | |
| Into these hard-pressed streets | |
| Into these well-traveled streets | |
| Into these hard-pressed streets |
| zuò qǔ : Dekker | |
| Merge, a vessel, a harbour | |
| A perfect union | |
| Of gift and reception | |
| Each an eye | |
| On the same face | |
| Loss and gain | |
| Fly into the mouth of the ground | |
| Six feet under | |
| Thanks to some failure | |
| Fly into the mouth of the ground | |
| Six feet under | |
| One for the light | |
| One for the dark | |
| Taste each other | |
| For a moment, then goodbye | |
| Hold her eyes | |
| Share the same air | |
| Oh lay it down | |
| Oh lay it bare | |
| I' m speechless | |
| Naked as a fiery sunset | |
| Eternal but fleeting | |
| Destroyed not complete | |
| A perfect cacophony | |
| Rising like vapour | |
| Solid and liquid | |
| Awkward and trapping | |
| Stolen but paid for | |
| Legs and knees and ankles and toes | |
| When it burns an old enemy flows | |
| Legs and knees and ankles and toes | |
| When it burns an old enemy flows | |
| Gathered and strewn | |
| From this altitude | |
| To some other moon | |
| Wearing false armour | |
| And useless shields | |
| Failed to exist | |
| Crying out into the streets | |
| They are always prepared for the cries | |
| Prepared for the worst | |
| Crying out loud but the noise is absorbed | |
| They are transfixed but untransformed | |
| Stop accommodating echoes | |
| Into these hardpressed streets | |
| Into these welltraveled streets | |
| Into these hardpressed streets |