Song | Beyond All Change - Suite from an American Mass: 3. Midsummer |
Artist | Coro Volante |
Artist | Brett Scott |
Album | New Choral Voices, Vol. 2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Peter Dayton/William Bronk | |
作曲 : Peter Dayton | |
A green world, a scene of green, deep | |
with light blues, the greens made deep | |
by those blues. One thinks how | |
in certain pictures, envied landscapes are seen | |
(through a window, maybe) far behind the serene | |
sitter’s face, the serene pose, as though | |
in some impossible mirror, face to back, | |
human serenity gazed at a green world | |
which gazed at this face. | |
And see now, | |
here is that place, those greens | |
are here, deep with those blues. The air | |
we breathe is freshly sweet, and warm, as though | |
with berries. We are here. We are here. | |
Set this down too, as much | |
as if an atrocity had happened and been seen. | |
The earth is beautiful beyond all change. |
zuo ci : Peter Dayton William Bronk | |
zuo qu : Peter Dayton | |
A green world, a scene of green, deep | |
with light blues, the greens made deep | |
by those blues. One thinks how | |
in certain pictures, envied landscapes are seen | |
through a window, maybe far behind the serene | |
sitter' s face, the serene pose, as though | |
in some impossible mirror, face to back, | |
human serenity gazed at a green world | |
which gazed at this face. | |
And see now, | |
here is that place, those greens | |
are here, deep with those blues. The air | |
we breathe is freshly sweet, and warm, as though | |
with berries. We are here. We are here. | |
Set this down too, as much | |
as if an atrocity had happened and been seen. | |
The earth is beautiful beyond all change. |
zuò cí : Peter Dayton William Bronk | |
zuò qǔ : Peter Dayton | |
A green world, a scene of green, deep | |
with light blues, the greens made deep | |
by those blues. One thinks how | |
in certain pictures, envied landscapes are seen | |
through a window, maybe far behind the serene | |
sitter' s face, the serene pose, as though | |
in some impossible mirror, face to back, | |
human serenity gazed at a green world | |
which gazed at this face. | |
And see now, | |
here is that place, those greens | |
are here, deep with those blues. The air | |
we breathe is freshly sweet, and warm, as though | |
with berries. We are here. We are here. | |
Set this down too, as much | |
as if an atrocity had happened and been seen. | |
The earth is beautiful beyond all change. |