Breakers' Roar Lyrics

	作词 : Deborah Henriksson
	作曲 : Mats Nyman
	Mornings come and mornings go
	Feel forgotten mem’ries flow
	Evenings come and evenings go
	Frozen mem’ries take a hold.
	Surely you hear the breakers’ roar
	mold the rocks of time.
	Surely you taste the salty spray,
	the tears left behind.
	Who can say and who can know
	if the path we choose will grow?
	Who can tell and who can see
	When the path is right for me?
	Surely you hear the breakers’ roar
	mold the rocks of time.
	Surely you taste the salty spray,
	the tears left behind.
	On the trails of grassy dunes
	to the rocky shores below.
	Sea breeze blows a misty tune:
	Silent mem’ries there unfold.
	Surely you hear the breakers’ roar,
	Surely you leave your tears behind the roar,
	The breakers’ roar.

	zuo ci : Deborah Henriksson
	zuo qu : Mats Nyman
	Mornings come and mornings go
	Feel forgotten mem' ries flow
	Evenings come and evenings go
	Frozen mem' ries take a hold.
	Surely you hear the breakers' roar
	mold the rocks of time.
	Surely you taste the salty spray,
	the tears left behind.
	Who can say and who can know
	if the path we choose will grow?
	Who can tell and who can see
	When the path is right for me?
	Surely you hear the breakers' roar
	mold the rocks of time.
	Surely you taste the salty spray,
	the tears left behind.
	On the trails of grassy dunes
	to the rocky shores below.
	Sea breeze blows a misty tune:
	Silent mem' ries there unfold.
	Surely you hear the breakers' roar,
	Surely you leave your tears behind the roar,
	The breakers' roar.

	zuò cí : Deborah Henriksson
	zuò qǔ : Mats Nyman
	Mornings come and mornings go
	Feel forgotten mem' ries flow
	Evenings come and evenings go
	Frozen mem' ries take a hold.
	Surely you hear the breakers' roar
	mold the rocks of time.
	Surely you taste the salty spray,
	the tears left behind.
	Who can say and who can know
	if the path we choose will grow?
	Who can tell and who can see
	When the path is right for me?
	Surely you hear the breakers' roar
	mold the rocks of time.
	Surely you taste the salty spray,
	the tears left behind.
	On the trails of grassy dunes
	to the rocky shores below.
	Sea breeze blows a misty tune:
	Silent mem' ries there unfold.
	Surely you hear the breakers' roar,
	Surely you leave your tears behind the roar,
	The breakers' roar.

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