| Song | This bread I break |
| Artist | 于辰 |
| Album | This bread I break |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Dylan Thomas |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : 于辰 |
| [00:13.602] | 编曲:落石 |
| [00:18.852] | This bread I break was once the oat, |
| [00:27.604] | This wine upon a foreign tree |
| [00:32.109] | Plunged in its fruit; |
| [00:36.860] | Man in the day or wind at night |
| [00:45.612] | Laid the crops low, broke the grape's joy. |
| [01:12.863] | Once in this wine the summer blood |
| [01:21.604] | Knocked in the flesh that decked the vine, |
| [01:26.608] | Once in this bread |
| [01:31.112] | The oat was merry in the wind; |
| [01:40.110] | Man broke the sun, pulled the wind down. |
| [02:07.104] | This flesh you break, this blood you let |
| [02:16.360] | Make desolation in the vein, |
| [02:21.106] | Were oat and grape |
| [02:25.357] | Born of the sensual root and sap; |
| [02:34.355] | My wine you drink, my bread you snap. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Dylan Thomas |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : yu chen |
| [00:13.602] | bian qu: luo shi |
| [00:18.852] | This bread I break was once the oat, |
| [00:27.604] | This wine upon a foreign tree |
| [00:32.109] | Plunged in its fruit |
| [00:36.860] | Man in the day or wind at night |
| [00:45.612] | Laid the crops low, broke the grape' s joy. |
| [01:12.863] | Once in this wine the summer blood |
| [01:21.604] | Knocked in the flesh that decked the vine, |
| [01:26.608] | Once in this bread |
| [01:31.112] | The oat was merry in the wind |
| [01:40.110] | Man broke the sun, pulled the wind down. |
| [02:07.104] | This flesh you break, this blood you let |
| [02:16.360] | Make desolation in the vein, |
| [02:21.106] | Were oat and grape |
| [02:25.357] | Born of the sensual root and sap |
| [02:34.355] | My wine you drink, my bread you snap. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Dylan Thomas |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : yú chén |
| [00:13.602] | biān qǔ: luò shí |
| [00:18.852] | This bread I break was once the oat, |
| [00:27.604] | This wine upon a foreign tree |
| [00:32.109] | Plunged in its fruit |
| [00:36.860] | Man in the day or wind at night |
| [00:45.612] | Laid the crops low, broke the grape' s joy. |
| [01:12.863] | Once in this wine the summer blood |
| [01:21.604] | Knocked in the flesh that decked the vine, |
| [01:26.608] | Once in this bread |
| [01:31.112] | The oat was merry in the wind |
| [01:40.110] | Man broke the sun, pulled the wind down. |
| [02:07.104] | This flesh you break, this blood you let |
| [02:16.360] | Make desolation in the vein, |
| [02:21.106] | Were oat and grape |
| [02:25.357] | Born of the sensual root and sap |
| [02:34.355] | My wine you drink, my bread you snap. |