Farewell,那些伟大的,美丽的,卑微的,激烈的,哀伤的
我只能说,我爱死这首歌了。
空旷悠扬,声嘶力竭,壮丽华美。
所有我喜欢的,这些年一直寻找的那种感觉,那种调调。
感动一个人,何其简单又何其难。
然而生前世人的淡漠
和死后后人的重视
对于如此这般的一个灵魂
算得了什么?
不悲伤,不老去,不绝望,不后悔。
Days had come, winters had gone,
and we gamboled like siblings in Paradise.
I was your knight, holding you tight
as a brother when I saw your crying eyes.
Time went by and we had to say goodbye.
Staring up to the clouds above
Children - so little and sad.
Hoping the saints could help one day
Lead us together again.
Holding the key to the alley of dreams still in hands.
Time telling me to say farewell
but I knew that I would fight hell and I knew: We will
go for another time we can see,
for another time we'll be free,
for no more farewell.
Stepbrother tell me where have you been
when they brought me to this godforsaken place.
Sign of the cross - they took me away
for healing with herbs by the way of grace.
Now I wait for the day to feed the flames.
I have been caught in a cage of despair.
My heart as a monk's cell so empty and bare.
But no holy water can make me
forget you again...
Time telling me to say farewell
but I knew that I would fight hell and I knew: We will
go for another time we can see,
for another time we'll be free,
for no more farewell.
空旷悠扬,声嘶力竭,壮丽华美。
所有我喜欢的,这些年一直寻找的那种感觉,那种调调。
感动一个人,何其简单又何其难。
然而生前世人的淡漠
和死后后人的重视
对于如此这般的一个灵魂
算得了什么?
不悲伤,不老去,不绝望,不后悔。
Days had come, winters had gone,
and we gamboled like siblings in Paradise.
I was your knight, holding you tight
as a brother when I saw your crying eyes.
Time went by and we had to say goodbye.
Staring up to the clouds above
Children - so little and sad.
Hoping the saints could help one day
Lead us together again.
Holding the key to the alley of dreams still in hands.
Time telling me to say farewell
but I knew that I would fight hell and I knew: We will
go for another time we can see,
for another time we'll be free,
for no more farewell.
Stepbrother tell me where have you been
when they brought me to this godforsaken place.
Sign of the cross - they took me away
for healing with herbs by the way of grace.
Now I wait for the day to feed the flames.
I have been caught in a cage of despair.
My heart as a monk's cell so empty and bare.
But no holy water can make me
forget you again...
Time telling me to say farewell
but I knew that I would fight hell and I knew: We will
go for another time we can see,
for another time we'll be free,
for no more farewell.