| Song | The First Rebreather |
| Artist | Big Big Train |
| Album | English Electric: Full Power |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Gregory Mark Spawton |
| [00:07.23] | In a place where the river banks draw near |
| [00:11.49] | men work a heading to the west. |
| [00:17.04] | Where streams like giants’ fingers close |
| [00:21.84] | from the hills to the emptiness beneath, |
| [00:25.56] | to the depths of the mere. |
| [00:26.04] | Morning light |
| [00:26.31] | midwinter sun |
| [00:38.97] | underneath; |
| [00:39.21] | the river song. |
| [00:39.51] | In a place where the river banks draw close |
| [00:55.11] | men break stone to make new ground. |
| [00:56.13] | Light and air are hard down deep to find |
| [01:03.63] | engines work to hold the water back |
| [01:04.41] | to the edge of the mere. |
| [01:04.80] | ‘Run boys run toward the light; |
| [01:05.49] | the river’s in, the tunnel’s in’; |
| [01:25.71] | Here she comes |
| [01:28.08] | the sleeper wakes, |
| [01:28.44] | ten thousand years |
| [01:28.83] | she lay in wait for this. |
| [01:29.28] | Every night their dreams were filled |
| [01:48.06] | with the fear of the river breaking in. |
| [01:54.30] | But this was not a river god, |
| [01:59.73] | this was something rising from the deep, |
| [02:01.77] | from the depths of the mere. |
| [02:02.31] | ‘Run boys run make for the light, |
| [02:15.48] | save yourselves, the tunnel’s in.’ |
| [02:20.34] | Here he comes |
| [02:22.74] | the first rebreather, |
| [02:23.37] | like a mummer, |
| [02:23.67] | like a souler |
| [02:23.94] | (come to save them.) |
| [03:18.30] | Rising up to the height of the river |
| [03:25.59] | at flood tide. |
| [03:26.01] | Engines fail, lost to the water |
| [03:29.79] | as silence falls. |
| [03:30.15] | This man will walk into darkness, |
| [04:02.01] | one foot in front of the other, |
| [04:02.88] | into the unsounded depths |
| [04:03.78] | of the heading; |
| [04:04.05] | into the fifth circle of hell, |
| [04:17.07] | with no light to lead him home, |
| [04:19.05] | man is all alone at the end. |
| [04:19.59] | This man will walk into darkness |
| [04:43.74] | without fear of what lurks in the shadows. |
| [04:44.55] | Watching the surface grow quite still, |
| [04:45.27] | waiting for hope at the ninth hour, |
| [05:29.01] | man all alone in the darkness. |
| [05:40.29] | Here he comes: |
| [08:31.83] | the first rebreather. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Gregory Mark Spawton |
| [00:07.23] | In a place where the river banks draw near |
| [00:11.49] | men work a heading to the west. |
| [00:17.04] | Where streams like giants' fingers close |
| [00:21.84] | from the hills to the emptiness beneath, |
| [00:25.56] | to the depths of the mere. |
| [00:26.04] | Morning light |
| [00:26.31] | midwinter sun |
| [00:38.97] | underneath |
| [00:39.21] | the river song. |
| [00:39.51] | In a place where the river banks draw close |
| [00:55.11] | men break stone to make new ground. |
| [00:56.13] | Light and air are hard down deep to find |
| [01:03.63] | engines work to hold the water back |
| [01:04.41] | to the edge of the mere. |
| [01:04.80] | ' Run boys run toward the light |
| [01:05.49] | the river' s in, the tunnel' s in' |
| [01:25.71] | Here she comes |
| [01:28.08] | the sleeper wakes, |
| [01:28.44] | ten thousand years |
| [01:28.83] | she lay in wait for this. |
| [01:29.28] | Every night their dreams were filled |
| [01:48.06] | with the fear of the river breaking in. |
| [01:54.30] | But this was not a river god, |
| [01:59.73] | this was something rising from the deep, |
| [02:01.77] | from the depths of the mere. |
| [02:02.31] | ' Run boys run make for the light, |
| [02:15.48] | save yourselves, the tunnel' s in.' |
| [02:20.34] | Here he comes |
| [02:22.74] | the first rebreather, |
| [02:23.37] | like a mummer, |
| [02:23.67] | like a souler |
| [02:23.94] | come to save them. |
| [03:18.30] | Rising up to the height of the river |
| [03:25.59] | at flood tide. |
| [03:26.01] | Engines fail, lost to the water |
| [03:29.79] | as silence falls. |
| [03:30.15] | This man will walk into darkness, |
| [04:02.01] | one foot in front of the other, |
| [04:02.88] | into the unsounded depths |
| [04:03.78] | of the heading |
| [04:04.05] | into the fifth circle of hell, |
| [04:17.07] | with no light to lead him home, |
| [04:19.05] | man is all alone at the end. |
| [04:19.59] | This man will walk into darkness |
| [04:43.74] | without fear of what lurks in the shadows. |
| [04:44.55] | Watching the surface grow quite still, |
| [04:45.27] | waiting for hope at the ninth hour, |
| [05:29.01] | man all alone in the darkness. |
| [05:40.29] | Here he comes: |
| [08:31.83] | the first rebreather. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Gregory Mark Spawton |
| [00:07.23] | In a place where the river banks draw near |
| [00:11.49] | men work a heading to the west. |
| [00:17.04] | Where streams like giants' fingers close |
| [00:21.84] | from the hills to the emptiness beneath, |
| [00:25.56] | to the depths of the mere. |
| [00:26.04] | Morning light |
| [00:26.31] | midwinter sun |
| [00:38.97] | underneath |
| [00:39.21] | the river song. |
| [00:39.51] | In a place where the river banks draw close |
| [00:55.11] | men break stone to make new ground. |
| [00:56.13] | Light and air are hard down deep to find |
| [01:03.63] | engines work to hold the water back |
| [01:04.41] | to the edge of the mere. |
| [01:04.80] | ' Run boys run toward the light |
| [01:05.49] | the river' s in, the tunnel' s in' |
| [01:25.71] | Here she comes |
| [01:28.08] | the sleeper wakes, |
| [01:28.44] | ten thousand years |
| [01:28.83] | she lay in wait for this. |
| [01:29.28] | Every night their dreams were filled |
| [01:48.06] | with the fear of the river breaking in. |
| [01:54.30] | But this was not a river god, |
| [01:59.73] | this was something rising from the deep, |
| [02:01.77] | from the depths of the mere. |
| [02:02.31] | ' Run boys run make for the light, |
| [02:15.48] | save yourselves, the tunnel' s in.' |
| [02:20.34] | Here he comes |
| [02:22.74] | the first rebreather, |
| [02:23.37] | like a mummer, |
| [02:23.67] | like a souler |
| [02:23.94] | come to save them. |
| [03:18.30] | Rising up to the height of the river |
| [03:25.59] | at flood tide. |
| [03:26.01] | Engines fail, lost to the water |
| [03:29.79] | as silence falls. |
| [03:30.15] | This man will walk into darkness, |
| [04:02.01] | one foot in front of the other, |
| [04:02.88] | into the unsounded depths |
| [04:03.78] | of the heading |
| [04:04.05] | into the fifth circle of hell, |
| [04:17.07] | with no light to lead him home, |
| [04:19.05] | man is all alone at the end. |
| [04:19.59] | This man will walk into darkness |
| [04:43.74] | without fear of what lurks in the shadows. |
| [04:44.55] | Watching the surface grow quite still, |
| [04:45.27] | waiting for hope at the ninth hour, |
| [05:29.01] | man all alone in the darkness. |
| [05:40.29] | Here he comes: |
| [08:31.83] | the first rebreather. |