| Song | A Farewell To Kings |
| Artist | Rush |
| Album | Chronicles |
| 作曲 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| 作词 : Neil Peart | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| When they turn the pages of history | |
| When these days have passed long ago | |
| Will they read of us with sadness | |
| For the seeds that we let grow | |
| We turned our gaze | |
| From the castles in the distance | |
| Eyes cast down | |
| On the path of least resistance | |
| Cities full of hatred | |
| Fear and lies | |
| Withered hearts | |
| And cruel, tormented eyes | |
| Scheming demons | |
| Dressed in kingly guise | |
| Beating down the multitude | |
| And scoffing at the wise | |
| The hypocrites are slandering | |
| The sacred halls of truth | |
| Ancient nobles showering | |
| Their bitterness on youth | |
| Can't we find | |
| The minds that made us strong | |
| Can't we learn | |
| To feel what's right and wrong | |
| Cities full of hatred | |
| Fear and lies | |
| Withered hearts | |
| And cruel, tormented eyes | |
| Scheming demons | |
| Dressed in kingly guise | |
| Beating down the multitude | |
| And scoffing at the wise | |
| Can't we raise our eyes | |
| And make a start | |
| Can't we find the minds | |
| To lead us closer to the heart |
| zuò qǔ : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, Neil Peart | |
| zuò cí : Neil Peart | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart | |
| When they turn the pages of history | |
| When these days have passed long ago | |
| Will they read of us with sadness | |
| For the seeds that we let grow | |
| We turned our gaze | |
| From the castles in the distance | |
| Eyes cast down | |
| On the path of least resistance | |
| Cities full of hatred | |
| Fear and lies | |
| Withered hearts | |
| And cruel, tormented eyes | |
| Scheming demons | |
| Dressed in kingly guise | |
| Beating down the multitude | |
| And scoffing at the wise | |
| The hypocrites are slandering | |
| The sacred halls of truth | |
| Ancient nobles showering | |
| Their bitterness on youth | |
| Can' t we find | |
| The minds that made us strong | |
| Can' t we learn | |
| To feel what' s right and wrong | |
| Cities full of hatred | |
| Fear and lies | |
| Withered hearts | |
| And cruel, tormented eyes | |
| Scheming demons | |
| Dressed in kingly guise | |
| Beating down the multitude | |
| And scoffing at the wise | |
| Can' t we raise our eyes | |
| And make a start | |
| Can' t we find the minds | |
| To lead us closer to the heart |