| Song | Beside Cliffs and Chasms |
| Artist | Kardashev |
| Album | The Almanac |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Nicholas Mirolla |
| [01:25.318] | The view given to me is vast. |
| [01:30.209] | Seemingly infinite. |
| [01:31.493] | If there is an end, I do not know it. |
| [01:37.991] | There is no curve of Earth. |
| [01:40.229] | Just the unending axis that crosses the cradle. |
| [01:44.476] | Where cardinals are born, |
| [01:46.837] | and the last frost of winter makes way |
| [01:48.678] | for the first rose to grow. |
| [01:51.351] | Hands on the edge of the cliff. |
| [01:53.600] | Stone-texture, awake! Great depths of land, whisper! |
| [01:57.234] | Here I stand as a stranger, |
| [01:59.631] | yet each crack in the Earth |
| [02:02.029] | I have seen here before. |
| [02:06.287] | Hear me, |
| [02:09.542] | fluttering winds. |
| [02:12.661] | Take back the breaths that I'm made of. |
| [02:28.054] | I cannot see more, |
| [02:43.902] | yet I can see clearly. |
| [02:54.279] | |
| [03:14.140] | All things that I have lost I can now find again. |
| [03:39.762] | |
| [04:30.419] | My language never heard. |
| [04:36.426] | My name soon forgotten. |
| [04:43.356] | Power above, cradled below - |
| [04:44.508] | Flawless in design! |
| [04:45.653] | A shadow! |
| [04:46.334] | Sun-zealous sky! |
| [04:47.334] | sidling earth! |
| [04:48.007] | 12389, |
| [04:48.813] | place of my birth! |
| [04:53.617] | "Hear me, fluttering winds. Take back the breaths that I'm made of." |
| [05:08.652] | |
| [05:15.102] | I cannot see more, yet I can see clearly.(All things that I have lost I can now find again.) |
| [05:40.902] |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Nicholas Mirolla |
| [01:25.318] | The view given to me is vast. |
| [01:30.209] | Seemingly infinite. |
| [01:31.493] | If there is an end, I do not know it. |
| [01:37.991] | There is no curve of Earth. |
| [01:40.229] | Just the unending axis that crosses the cradle. |
| [01:44.476] | Where cardinals are born, |
| [01:46.837] | and the last frost of winter makes way |
| [01:48.678] | for the first rose to grow. |
| [01:51.351] | Hands on the edge of the cliff. |
| [01:53.600] | Stone-texture, awake! Great depths of land, whisper! |
| [01:57.234] | Here I stand as a stranger, |
| [01:59.631] | yet each crack in the Earth |
| [02:02.029] | I have seen here before. |
| [02:06.287] | Hear me, |
| [02:09.542] | fluttering winds. |
| [02:12.661] | Take back the breaths that I' m made of. |
| [02:28.054] | I cannot see more, |
| [02:43.902] | yet I can see clearly. |
| [02:54.279] | |
| [03:14.140] | All things that I have lost I can now find again. |
| [03:39.762] | |
| [04:30.419] | My language never heard. |
| [04:36.426] | My name soon forgotten. |
| [04:43.356] | Power above, cradled below - |
| [04:44.508] | Flawless in design! |
| [04:45.653] | A shadow! |
| [04:46.334] | Sun-zealous sky! |
| [04:47.334] | sidling earth! |
| [04:48.007] | 12389, |
| [04:48.813] | place of my birth! |
| [04:53.617] | " Hear me, fluttering winds. Take back the breaths that I' m made of. " |
| [05:08.652] | |
| [05:15.102] | I cannot see more, yet I can see clearly. All things that I have lost I can now find again. |
| [05:40.902] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Nicholas Mirolla |
| [01:25.318] | The view given to me is vast. |
| [01:30.209] | Seemingly infinite. |
| [01:31.493] | If there is an end, I do not know it. |
| [01:37.991] | There is no curve of Earth. |
| [01:40.229] | Just the unending axis that crosses the cradle. |
| [01:44.476] | Where cardinals are born, |
| [01:46.837] | and the last frost of winter makes way |
| [01:48.678] | for the first rose to grow. |
| [01:51.351] | Hands on the edge of the cliff. |
| [01:53.600] | Stone-texture, awake! Great depths of land, whisper! |
| [01:57.234] | Here I stand as a stranger, |
| [01:59.631] | yet each crack in the Earth |
| [02:02.029] | I have seen here before. |
| [02:06.287] | Hear me, |
| [02:09.542] | fluttering winds. |
| [02:12.661] | Take back the breaths that I' m made of. |
| [02:28.054] | I cannot see more, |
| [02:43.902] | yet I can see clearly. |
| [02:54.279] | |
| [03:14.140] | All things that I have lost I can now find again. |
| [03:39.762] | |
| [04:30.419] | My language never heard. |
| [04:36.426] | My name soon forgotten. |
| [04:43.356] | Power above, cradled below - |
| [04:44.508] | Flawless in design! |
| [04:45.653] | A shadow! |
| [04:46.334] | Sun-zealous sky! |
| [04:47.334] | sidling earth! |
| [04:48.007] | 12389, |
| [04:48.813] | place of my birth! |
| [04:53.617] | " Hear me, fluttering winds. Take back the breaths that I' m made of. " |
| [05:08.652] | |
| [05:15.102] | I cannot see more, yet I can see clearly. All things that I have lost I can now find again. |
| [05:40.902] |