| 作词 : Scherpenzeel | |
| Weakens a heart | |
| As it moves on forward | |
| Going places, sweet grimaces | |
| Love is here, then disappearing | |
| Hardens the world | |
| As the echo is unheard | |
| The words seem to affect | |
| The feelings - once so pure - existing | |
| Each mountain - snow needs warmth to melt and to flow seaward | |
| Slackens the urge | |
| Leaves no mountain to be searched | |
| Until the next hill looms up | |
| Clouds the view, all memories fly | |
| Softens the smile | |
| Sometimes still moves me for a while | |
| But then remembering all the | |
| Broken mattocks, wondering why | |
| Each river running into the sea is needing falls to flow | |
| So changing times and changing scenes | |
| How could I ever say it like before: | |
| You - be my mountain too rough to subdue | |
| You - be my fountain of love - morning dew | |
| Drowned in you, to wake up so fresh and new | |
| Thus we will climb the day |
| zuo ci : Scherpenzeel | |
| Weakens a heart | |
| As it moves on forward | |
| Going places, sweet grimaces | |
| Love is here, then disappearing | |
| Hardens the world | |
| As the echo is unheard | |
| The words seem to affect | |
| The feelings once so pure existing | |
| Each mountain snow needs warmth to melt and to flow seaward | |
| Slackens the urge | |
| Leaves no mountain to be searched | |
| Until the next hill looms up | |
| Clouds the view, all memories fly | |
| Softens the smile | |
| Sometimes still moves me for a while | |
| But then remembering all the | |
| Broken mattocks, wondering why | |
| Each river running into the sea is needing falls to flow | |
| So changing times and changing scenes | |
| How could I ever say it like before: | |
| You be my mountain too rough to subdue | |
| You be my fountain of love morning dew | |
| Drowned in you, to wake up so fresh and new | |
| Thus we will climb the day |
| zuò cí : Scherpenzeel | |
| Weakens a heart | |
| As it moves on forward | |
| Going places, sweet grimaces | |
| Love is here, then disappearing | |
| Hardens the world | |
| As the echo is unheard | |
| The words seem to affect | |
| The feelings once so pure existing | |
| Each mountain snow needs warmth to melt and to flow seaward | |
| Slackens the urge | |
| Leaves no mountain to be searched | |
| Until the next hill looms up | |
| Clouds the view, all memories fly | |
| Softens the smile | |
| Sometimes still moves me for a while | |
| But then remembering all the | |
| Broken mattocks, wondering why | |
| Each river running into the sea is needing falls to flow | |
| So changing times and changing scenes | |
| How could I ever say it like before: | |
| You be my mountain too rough to subdue | |
| You be my fountain of love morning dew | |
| Drowned in you, to wake up so fresh and new | |
| Thus we will climb the day |
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