Song | Green Flower Pool |
Artist | Bloody Woods |
Album | Colour |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bloody Woods |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Bloody Woods |
[00:43.76] | I am a love's poet, who've traveled through wildernesses, crossed over mountains |
[00:51.12] | I am the migratory that flew over the field, singing my infinite fantasies |
[00:58.30] | I am the blooming orchid in the valley, |
[01:01.54] | Revealing the loves what’ve been hidden deep inside my heart. |
[01:06.44] | The wind sings with me in harmony. |
[01:09.79] | And the moon accompanies me to sleep. |
[01:27.54] | My footprints can be found all the streets and lanes, |
[01:31.58] | Weaving through dancers and children. |
[01:34.70] | I listen to stories told in the streets, |
[01:38.30] | looking for the faint scent left by my love. |
[01:42.80] | In my dreams, |
[01:43.28] | women as pure as lilies are like shining stars in the Milky Way. |
[01:49.43] | Their stories are all around me, |
[01:52.64] | and yet so far away from my life. |
[01:56.28] | In my dreams, |
[01:57.26] | women as pure as lilies are like shining stars in the Milky Way. |
[02:03.70] | Their stories are all around me, |
[02:07.21] | and yet so far away from my life. |
[02:39.87] | True love is like fogs in a dream, |
[02:43.22] | in it which I feel lost. |
[02:46.70] | Reality is like thunder. |
[02:49.88] | But the illusion keeps me moving forward. |
[02:53.99] | Only the unattainable true love can lighten my life. |
[02:58.71] | If you were me, you will be the same. |
[03:01.97] | I wish I were a warrior with the loves of eight brides. |
[03:06.00] | And we rest under a green flower pool that exists forever in my belief. |
[03:12.64] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:15.64] | we obtain eternal life. |
[03:19.90] | I wish I were a warrior with the loves of eight brides. |
[03:22.79] | And we rest under a green flower pool that exists forever in my belief. |
[03:29.65] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:33.26] | We sing songs for love with reverence and melancholy. |
[03:38.44] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:41.53] | we obtain eternal life, |
[03:44.88] | there we sing songs for love with reverence and melancholy. |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Bloody Woods |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Bloody Woods |
[00:43.76] | I am a love' s poet, who' ve traveled through wildernesses, crossed over mountains |
[00:51.12] | I am the migratory that flew over the field, singing my infinite fantasies |
[00:58.30] | I am the blooming orchid in the valley, |
[01:01.54] | Revealing the loves what' ve been hidden deep inside my heart. |
[01:06.44] | The wind sings with me in harmony. |
[01:09.79] | And the moon accompanies me to sleep. |
[01:27.54] | My footprints can be found all the streets and lanes, |
[01:31.58] | Weaving through dancers and children. |
[01:34.70] | I listen to stories told in the streets, |
[01:38.30] | looking for the faint scent left by my love. |
[01:42.80] | In my dreams, |
[01:43.28] | women as pure as lilies are like shining stars in the Milky Way. |
[01:49.43] | Their stories are all around me, |
[01:52.64] | and yet so far away from my life. |
[01:56.28] | In my dreams, |
[01:57.26] | women as pure as lilies are like shining stars in the Milky Way. |
[02:03.70] | Their stories are all around me, |
[02:07.21] | and yet so far away from my life. |
[02:39.87] | True love is like fogs in a dream, |
[02:43.22] | in it which I feel lost. |
[02:46.70] | Reality is like thunder. |
[02:49.88] | But the illusion keeps me moving forward. |
[02:53.99] | Only the unattainable true love can lighten my life. |
[02:58.71] | If you were me, you will be the same. |
[03:01.97] | I wish I were a warrior with the loves of eight brides. |
[03:06.00] | And we rest under a green flower pool that exists forever in my belief. |
[03:12.64] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:15.64] | we obtain eternal life. |
[03:19.90] | I wish I were a warrior with the loves of eight brides. |
[03:22.79] | And we rest under a green flower pool that exists forever in my belief. |
[03:29.65] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:33.26] | We sing songs for love with reverence and melancholy. |
[03:38.44] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:41.53] | we obtain eternal life, |
[03:44.88] | there we sing songs for love with reverence and melancholy. |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bloody Woods |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Bloody Woods |
[00:43.76] | I am a love' s poet, who' ve traveled through wildernesses, crossed over mountains |
[00:51.12] | I am the migratory that flew over the field, singing my infinite fantasies |
[00:58.30] | I am the blooming orchid in the valley, |
[01:01.54] | Revealing the loves what' ve been hidden deep inside my heart. |
[01:06.44] | The wind sings with me in harmony. |
[01:09.79] | And the moon accompanies me to sleep. |
[01:27.54] | My footprints can be found all the streets and lanes, |
[01:31.58] | Weaving through dancers and children. |
[01:34.70] | I listen to stories told in the streets, |
[01:38.30] | looking for the faint scent left by my love. |
[01:42.80] | In my dreams, |
[01:43.28] | women as pure as lilies are like shining stars in the Milky Way. |
[01:49.43] | Their stories are all around me, |
[01:52.64] | and yet so far away from my life. |
[01:56.28] | In my dreams, |
[01:57.26] | women as pure as lilies are like shining stars in the Milky Way. |
[02:03.70] | Their stories are all around me, |
[02:07.21] | and yet so far away from my life. |
[02:39.87] | True love is like fogs in a dream, |
[02:43.22] | in it which I feel lost. |
[02:46.70] | Reality is like thunder. |
[02:49.88] | But the illusion keeps me moving forward. |
[02:53.99] | Only the unattainable true love can lighten my life. |
[02:58.71] | If you were me, you will be the same. |
[03:01.97] | I wish I were a warrior with the loves of eight brides. |
[03:06.00] | And we rest under a green flower pool that exists forever in my belief. |
[03:12.64] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:15.64] | we obtain eternal life. |
[03:19.90] | I wish I were a warrior with the loves of eight brides. |
[03:22.79] | And we rest under a green flower pool that exists forever in my belief. |
[03:29.65] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:33.26] | We sing songs for love with reverence and melancholy. |
[03:38.44] | In the paradise without day and night, |
[03:41.53] | we obtain eternal life, |
[03:44.88] | there we sing songs for love with reverence and melancholy. |