| Song | Good Night My Lady, And A Forever Farewell |
| Artist | The Chariot |
| Album | Everything Is Alive, Everything is Breathing, Nothing Is Dead, and Nothing Is Bleeding |
| 作曲 : Chariot | |
| This horseless carriage leads me home. | |
| My hands remain folded. | |
| My life remains a Sunday. | |
| Brick by brick I built this staircase. | |
| Brick by brick I walk on. | |
| Situated just below the ground and just above your head. | |
| Throw your roses, throw your tears down. | |
| If we don't meet (again) this side of heaven, make sure you're right. | |
| Stutter. |
| zuò qǔ : Chariot | |
| This horseless carriage leads me home. | |
| My hands remain folded. | |
| My life remains a Sunday. | |
| Brick by brick I built this staircase. | |
| Brick by brick I walk on. | |
| Situated just below the ground and just above your head. | |
| Throw your roses, throw your tears down. | |
| If we don' t meet again this side of heaven, make sure you' re right. | |
| Stutter. |