| Song | Deerskin Doll |
| Artist | Woven Hand |
| Album | Live at Roepaen |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dee | |
| You are a fine noise | |
| I must take care for you | |
| My heart my head to the ground | |
| To speak of such things | |
| As the sound of your wings | |
| I have not the breath | |
| In my brides eye | |
| And by her side | |
| And by her side | |
| You are the noise | |
| The elktooth chain | |
| Lovely in the rivers mirror | |
| You stand in my circle | |
| The circle of my center here | |
| It will take some time | |
| To get to this point | |
| Remember you are spinning | |
| Around the room | |
| I dare not rest | |
| My hands on my chest | |
| Vashene osh miashte means yes | |
| Means yes | |
| The branches all creek together | |
| All out in the open | |
| Inside a roaring figure on the wall | |
| The streets are cobbled just for you | |
| The silver sun in my cellar well too | |
| I hear a mocking voice |
| zuo qu : Dee | |
| You are a fine noise | |
| I must take care for you | |
| My heart my head to the ground | |
| To speak of such things | |
| As the sound of your wings | |
| I have not the breath | |
| In my brides eye | |
| And by her side | |
| And by her side | |
| You are the noise | |
| The elktooth chain | |
| Lovely in the rivers mirror | |
| You stand in my circle | |
| The circle of my center here | |
| It will take some time | |
| To get to this point | |
| Remember you are spinning | |
| Around the room | |
| I dare not rest | |
| My hands on my chest | |
| Vashene osh miashte means yes | |
| Means yes | |
| The branches all creek together | |
| All out in the open | |
| Inside a roaring figure on the wall | |
| The streets are cobbled just for you | |
| The silver sun in my cellar well too | |
| I hear a mocking voice |
| zuò qǔ : Dee | |
| You are a fine noise | |
| I must take care for you | |
| My heart my head to the ground | |
| To speak of such things | |
| As the sound of your wings | |
| I have not the breath | |
| In my brides eye | |
| And by her side | |
| And by her side | |
| You are the noise | |
| The elktooth chain | |
| Lovely in the rivers mirror | |
| You stand in my circle | |
| The circle of my center here | |
| It will take some time | |
| To get to this point | |
| Remember you are spinning | |
| Around the room | |
| I dare not rest | |
| My hands on my chest | |
| Vashene osh miashte means yes | |
| Means yes | |
| The branches all creek together | |
| All out in the open | |
| Inside a roaring figure on the wall | |
| The streets are cobbled just for you | |
| The silver sun in my cellar well too | |
| I hear a mocking voice |