| Song | Flower Bud |
| Artist | Corde Oblique |
| Album | The Stones of Naples |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Corde Oblique | |
| 作词 : Corde Oblique | |
| Blossom, routinely; | |
| blossom, without habit... | |
| So as | |
| the violin’s trill | |
| embellishes a melody | |
| without touching it. | |
| He gave (a) | |
| date to the world | |
| and every year he respects it. | |
| He respects it as he | |
| blossoms | |
| on an effort, masking it by grace. | |
| And now your pledge | |
| is in my | |
| olfaction, | |
| this is the difference: | |
| perfume flies (away), | |
| while the smell | |
| endures... | |
| (There’s) no time for describing, | |
| now it’s time to feel, | |
| thanks | |
| for being on time | |
| to fill, to soak | |
| my earth of yourself. | |
| As families do | |
| with (their) dresses, | |
| fill my earth of yourself! | |
| A flower for my | |
| land |
| zuo qu : Corde Oblique | |
| zuo ci : Corde Oblique | |
| Blossom, routinely | |
| blossom, without habit... | |
| So as | |
| the violin' s trill | |
| embellishes a melody | |
| without touching it. | |
| He gave a | |
| date to the world | |
| and every year he respects it. | |
| He respects it as he | |
| blossoms | |
| on an effort, masking it by grace. | |
| And now your pledge | |
| is in my | |
| olfaction, | |
| this is the difference: | |
| perfume flies away, | |
| while the smell | |
| endures... | |
| There' s no time for describing, | |
| now it' s time to feel, | |
| thanks | |
| for being on time | |
| to fill, to soak | |
| my earth of yourself. | |
| As families do | |
| with their dresses, | |
| fill my earth of yourself! | |
| A flower for my | |
| land |
| zuò qǔ : Corde Oblique | |
| zuò cí : Corde Oblique | |
| Blossom, routinely | |
| blossom, without habit... | |
| So as | |
| the violin' s trill | |
| embellishes a melody | |
| without touching it. | |
| He gave a | |
| date to the world | |
| and every year he respects it. | |
| He respects it as he | |
| blossoms | |
| on an effort, masking it by grace. | |
| And now your pledge | |
| is in my | |
| olfaction, | |
| this is the difference: | |
| perfume flies away, | |
| while the smell | |
| endures... | |
| There' s no time for describing, | |
| now it' s time to feel, | |
| thanks | |
| for being on time | |
| to fill, to soak | |
| my earth of yourself. | |
| As families do | |
| with their dresses, | |
| fill my earth of yourself! | |
| A flower for my | |
| land |