[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Björk |
[00:00.41] | 作词 : Björk, Cummings |
[00:00.124] | It may not always be so |
[00:09.108] | And I say that if your lips |
[00:14.332] | Which I have loved |
[00:17.332] | Should touch another's |
[00:21.125] | And your dear strong fingers clutch his heart |
[00:28.295] | As mine in time not far away |
[00:35.340] | If on another's face your sweet hair lay |
[00:42.349] | In such a silence as I know |
[00:47.951] | Or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch |
[00:56.885] | Stand helplessly before the spirit at bay |
[01:05.582] | If this should be, I say if this should be |
[01:11.895] | You of my heart, send me a little word |
[01:18.897] | That I may go unto her, and take her hands saying |
[01:30.907] | Accept all happiness from me |
[01:38.758] | Then I shall turn my face |
[01:43.487] | And hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Bj rk |
[00:00.41] | zuo ci : Bj rk, Cummings |
[00:00.124] | It may not always be so |
[00:09.108] | And I say that if your lips |
[00:14.332] | Which I have loved |
[00:17.332] | Should touch another' s |
[00:21.125] | And your dear strong fingers clutch his heart |
[00:28.295] | As mine in time not far away |
[00:35.340] | If on another' s face your sweet hair lay |
[00:42.349] | In such a silence as I know |
[00:47.951] | Or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch |
[00:56.885] | Stand helplessly before the spirit at bay |
[01:05.582] | If this should be, I say if this should be |
[01:11.895] | You of my heart, send me a little word |
[01:18.897] | That I may go unto her, and take her hands saying |
[01:30.907] | Accept all happiness from me |
[01:38.758] | Then I shall turn my face |
[01:43.487] | And hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bj rk |
[00:00.41] | zuò cí : Bj rk, Cummings |
[00:00.124] | It may not always be so |
[00:09.108] | And I say that if your lips |
[00:14.332] | Which I have loved |
[00:17.332] | Should touch another' s |
[00:21.125] | And your dear strong fingers clutch his heart |
[00:28.295] | As mine in time not far away |
[00:35.340] | If on another' s face your sweet hair lay |
[00:42.349] | In such a silence as I know |
[00:47.951] | Or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch |
[00:56.885] | Stand helplessly before the spirit at bay |
[01:05.582] | If this should be, I say if this should be |
[01:11.895] | You of my heart, send me a little word |
[01:18.897] | That I may go unto her, and take her hands saying |
[01:30.907] | Accept all happiness from me |
[01:38.758] | Then I shall turn my face |
[01:43.487] | And hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands |