Song | Sleepwalkers Woman |
Artist | Scott Walker |
Album | Five Easy Pieces |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Walker | |
In the time of an exile | |
from the jails of another | |
where soundings are taken | |
raw to his eyes. | |
I have walked the way from him | |
down to splintering bone ashes | |
with your voice shining sea | |
in his fractures and skys. | |
There are no voices here. | |
There are only confessions. | |
keeping him hidden | |
weighed out of his name | |
We have entered deserted. | |
He has gazed from my windows | |
as if all that replaced us | |
could still end in me. | |
For the first time unwoken | |
I am returned. | |
For the first time unwoken | |
I am returned. | |
He arrives from a place | |
with a face of fast sun. | |
Arrives from a space | |
his refuge overrun. | |
She will fold him away in his | |
badly changed hand. | |
Fold him away far behinf | |
where I am. | |
For the first time forgetting | |
I am returned. | |
As if all that replaced us | |
ends it again | |
as if all that replaced us | |
ends. |
zuo ci : Walker | |
In the time of an exile | |
from the jails of another | |
where soundings are taken | |
raw to his eyes. | |
I have walked the way from him | |
down to splintering bone ashes | |
with your voice shining sea | |
in his fractures and skys. | |
There are no voices here. | |
There are only confessions. | |
keeping him hidden | |
weighed out of his name | |
We have entered deserted. | |
He has gazed from my windows | |
as if all that replaced us | |
could still end in me. | |
For the first time unwoken | |
I am returned. | |
For the first time unwoken | |
I am returned. | |
He arrives from a place | |
with a face of fast sun. | |
Arrives from a space | |
his refuge overrun. | |
She will fold him away in his | |
badly changed hand. | |
Fold him away far behinf | |
where I am. | |
For the first time forgetting | |
I am returned. | |
As if all that replaced us | |
ends it again | |
as if all that replaced us | |
ends. |
zuò cí : Walker | |
In the time of an exile | |
from the jails of another | |
where soundings are taken | |
raw to his eyes. | |
I have walked the way from him | |
down to splintering bone ashes | |
with your voice shining sea | |
in his fractures and skys. | |
There are no voices here. | |
There are only confessions. | |
keeping him hidden | |
weighed out of his name | |
We have entered deserted. | |
He has gazed from my windows | |
as if all that replaced us | |
could still end in me. | |
For the first time unwoken | |
I am returned. | |
For the first time unwoken | |
I am returned. | |
He arrives from a place | |
with a face of fast sun. | |
Arrives from a space | |
his refuge overrun. | |
She will fold him away in his | |
badly changed hand. | |
Fold him away far behinf | |
where I am. | |
For the first time forgetting | |
I am returned. | |
As if all that replaced us | |
ends it again | |
as if all that replaced us | |
ends. |