Song | A Sadness Song |
Artist | Current 93 |
Album | Thunder Perfect Mind |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Current Ninety Three ... |
[00:18.87] | When we touch the world |
[00:23.71] | And it falls away |
[00:28.57] | When we feel that we're born |
[00:33.39] | Just to fall apart |
[00:38.24] | And our mother lies in state |
[00:43.04] | And the broken pitcher glistens |
[00:47.95] | And the snow is at the window |
[00:52.75] | Creating neither sign nor symbol |
[00:57.71] | And the earth covers earth |
[01:02.46] | And the mud lies in pools |
[01:07.69] | Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken |
[01:12.42] | And the dry wind bends and sighs |
[01:17.28] | And the geese are running harmless |
[01:22.18] | And our desires are running wild |
[01:27.15] | Then we're looking at the smoke |
[01:31.84] | That's rising from the incense |
[01:36.76] | Neither coming here nor going |
[01:41.25] | Neither heaven here nor hell |
[01:46.12] | Neither borning here nor birthing |
[01:50.90] | Neither dying here nor death |
[01:55.86] | And we're wrapped inside our troubles |
[02:00.67] | And we're wrapped inside our pain |
[02:05.94] | And wracked with fires with longing |
[02:10.70] | And our eyes are blind with night |
[02:15.40] | With our fingers clutching coins |
[02:20.18] | And our thoughts burning with 'I' |
[02:24.93] | And our eyes cannot be sated |
[02:29.80] | With the world and its nightmares |
[02:34.83] | With the world and its dreams |
[02:39.82] | Though later they'll be filled |
[02:44.24] | With a small handful of dust |
[02:49.21] | And the gods appear on the altars |
[02:55.10] | And we recognise their face |
[02:58.94] | It's a face that we have carved there |
[03:03.85] | And it's full of fear and longing |
[03:08.45] | And promises and threats |
[03:13.07] | But they neither stoop to conquer |
[03:18.04] | Nor do they stoop to praise |
[03:22.85] | And the mines are void of diamonds |
[03:27.86] | That we carry in our rags |
[03:34.22] | Then all the world seems |
[03:39.89] | A sadness song |
[03:44.56] | A sadness song |
[03:49.38] | A sadness song |
[03:54.28] | And all the world seems |
[03:59.02] | A sadness song |
[04:02.90] | - End - |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Current Ninety Three ... |
[00:18.87] | When we touch the world |
[00:23.71] | And it falls away |
[00:28.57] | When we feel that we' re born |
[00:33.39] | Just to fall apart |
[00:38.24] | And our mother lies in state |
[00:43.04] | And the broken pitcher glistens |
[00:47.95] | And the snow is at the window |
[00:52.75] | Creating neither sign nor symbol |
[00:57.71] | And the earth covers earth |
[01:02.46] | And the mud lies in pools |
[01:07.69] | Where the sanddunes stretch unbroken |
[01:12.42] | And the dry wind bends and sighs |
[01:17.28] | And the geese are running harmless |
[01:22.18] | And our desires are running wild |
[01:27.15] | Then we' re looking at the smoke |
[01:31.84] | That' s rising from the incense |
[01:36.76] | Neither coming here nor going |
[01:41.25] | Neither heaven here nor hell |
[01:46.12] | Neither borning here nor birthing |
[01:50.90] | Neither dying here nor death |
[01:55.86] | And we' re wrapped inside our troubles |
[02:00.67] | And we' re wrapped inside our pain |
[02:05.94] | And wracked with fires with longing |
[02:10.70] | And our eyes are blind with night |
[02:15.40] | With our fingers clutching coins |
[02:20.18] | And our thoughts burning with ' I' |
[02:24.93] | And our eyes cannot be sated |
[02:29.80] | With the world and its nightmares |
[02:34.83] | With the world and its dreams |
[02:39.82] | Though later they' ll be filled |
[02:44.24] | With a small handful of dust |
[02:49.21] | And the gods appear on the altars |
[02:55.10] | And we recognise their face |
[02:58.94] | It' s a face that we have carved there |
[03:03.85] | And it' s full of fear and longing |
[03:08.45] | And promises and threats |
[03:13.07] | But they neither stoop to conquer |
[03:18.04] | Nor do they stoop to praise |
[03:22.85] | And the mines are void of diamonds |
[03:27.86] | That we carry in our rags |
[03:34.22] | Then all the world seems |
[03:39.89] | A sadness song |
[03:44.56] | A sadness song |
[03:49.38] | A sadness song |
[03:54.28] | And all the world seems |
[03:59.02] | A sadness song |
[04:02.90] | End |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Current Ninety Three ... |
[00:18.87] | When we touch the world |
[00:23.71] | And it falls away |
[00:28.57] | When we feel that we' re born |
[00:33.39] | Just to fall apart |
[00:38.24] | And our mother lies in state |
[00:43.04] | And the broken pitcher glistens |
[00:47.95] | And the snow is at the window |
[00:52.75] | Creating neither sign nor symbol |
[00:57.71] | And the earth covers earth |
[01:02.46] | And the mud lies in pools |
[01:07.69] | Where the sanddunes stretch unbroken |
[01:12.42] | And the dry wind bends and sighs |
[01:17.28] | And the geese are running harmless |
[01:22.18] | And our desires are running wild |
[01:27.15] | Then we' re looking at the smoke |
[01:31.84] | That' s rising from the incense |
[01:36.76] | Neither coming here nor going |
[01:41.25] | Neither heaven here nor hell |
[01:46.12] | Neither borning here nor birthing |
[01:50.90] | Neither dying here nor death |
[01:55.86] | And we' re wrapped inside our troubles |
[02:00.67] | And we' re wrapped inside our pain |
[02:05.94] | And wracked with fires with longing |
[02:10.70] | And our eyes are blind with night |
[02:15.40] | With our fingers clutching coins |
[02:20.18] | And our thoughts burning with ' I' |
[02:24.93] | And our eyes cannot be sated |
[02:29.80] | With the world and its nightmares |
[02:34.83] | With the world and its dreams |
[02:39.82] | Though later they' ll be filled |
[02:44.24] | With a small handful of dust |
[02:49.21] | And the gods appear on the altars |
[02:55.10] | And we recognise their face |
[02:58.94] | It' s a face that we have carved there |
[03:03.85] | And it' s full of fear and longing |
[03:08.45] | And promises and threats |
[03:13.07] | But they neither stoop to conquer |
[03:18.04] | Nor do they stoop to praise |
[03:22.85] | And the mines are void of diamonds |
[03:27.86] | That we carry in our rags |
[03:34.22] | Then all the world seems |
[03:39.89] | A sadness song |
[03:44.56] | A sadness song |
[03:49.38] | A sadness song |
[03:54.28] | And all the world seems |
[03:59.02] | A sadness song |
[04:02.90] | End |