Song | The Flower Called Nowhere |
Artist | Stereolab |
Album | Dots and Loops |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Gane, Sadier |
[00:20.00] | All the small boats on the water aren't going anywhere |
[00:26.01] | Surely they must be loaded with more than simple matter |
[00:32.65] | Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole |
[00:39.41] | All the small boats on the water going nowhere |
[00:45.37] | |
[00:46.26] | Is it true that none of them, will ever break free and sail? |
[00:51.25] | Feel the night is made of rocks the stagnant mass |
[00:58.54] | Is it true that none of them, will ever break free and sail? |
[01:04.91] | Break free from the stagnant boats left in obscurity, left in obscurity |
[01:17.03] | |
[01:33.12] | All the faces with their eyes closed giving a smile weightless |
[01:39.16] | Like a body that would vacate to it's own light |
[01:44.75] | |
[01:45.22] | Is it true that none of these contented happy faces |
[01:50.96] | Will not ever hear a cry, won't hear a cry? |
[01:58.75] | Is it true that none of these contented happy faces |
[02:04.57] | Will not ever hear a cry, filled with love not with desire, love not desire? |
[02:17.11] | |
[03:09.00] | All the small boats on the water aren't going anywhere |
[03:14.97] | Surely they must be loaded with more than simple matter |
[03:21.63] | Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole |
[03:28.37] | All the small boats on the water going nowhere |
[03:34.30] | |
[03:47.31] | Is it true that none of them, will ever break free and sail? |
[03:54.18] | Break free from the stagnant boats left in obscurity... |
[04:05.47] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Gane, Sadier |
[00:20.00] | All the small boats on the water aren' t going anywhere |
[00:26.01] | Surely they must be loaded with more than simple matter |
[00:32.65] | Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole |
[00:39.41] | All the small boats on the water going nowhere |
[00:45.37] | |
[00:46.26] | Is it true that none of them, will ever break free and sail? |
[00:51.25] | Feel the night is made of rocks the stagnant mass |
[00:58.54] | Is it true that none of them, will ever break free and sail? |
[01:04.91] | Break free from the stagnant boats left in obscurity, left in obscurity |
[01:17.03] | |
[01:33.12] | All the faces with their eyes closed giving a smile weightless |
[01:39.16] | Like a body that would vacate to it' s own light |
[01:44.75] | |
[01:45.22] | Is it true that none of these contented happy faces |
[01:50.96] | Will not ever hear a cry, won' t hear a cry? |
[01:58.75] | Is it true that none of these contented happy faces |
[02:04.57] | Will not ever hear a cry, filled with love not with desire, love not desire? |
[02:17.11] | |
[03:09.00] | All the small boats on the water aren' t going anywhere |
[03:14.97] | Surely they must be loaded with more than simple matter |
[03:21.63] | Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole |
[03:28.37] | All the small boats on the water going nowhere |
[03:34.30] | |
[03:47.31] | Is it true that none of them, will ever break free and sail? |
[03:54.18] | Break free from the stagnant boats left in obscurity... |
[04:05.47] |