| Song | Black Winter Day |
| Artist | Amorphis |
| Album | Black Winter Day |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Martenson, Traditional |
| [00:23.52] | Still searching for my way,the right way to be |
| [00:33.70] | still pondering what I've done |
| [00:39.67] | I'm still thinking what I've said,still finding from within |
| [00:51.76] | and all that I know is still not enough |
| [01:00.46] | I'm being held by the one |
| [01:04.57] | shadow tormenting my soul |
| [01:10.15] | the curving neck of a swan |
| [01:14.21] | the slow turning of a birds head |
| [01:19.26] | So white its plumes and feathers |
| [01:23.69] | its breast like the moon in water |
| [01:29.11] | silent and tranquil it moves |
| [01:34.52] | on the river in the calm |
| [02:04.97] | I wander back on familiar roads |
| [02:09.36] | I sense the marks I left on the hills |
| [02:13.98] | I see the cuts and wounds of my deeds |
| [02:18.48] | they make me muse on life |
| [02:43.72] | Up the hill and the mountain |
| [02:47.59] | I look back,I look down |
| [02:53.18] | there flows the River of Death |
| [02:57.85] | and here the wind in my hair |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Martenson, Traditional |
| [00:23.52] | Still searching for my way, the right way to be |
| [00:33.70] | still pondering what I' ve done |
| [00:39.67] | I' m still thinking what I' ve said, still finding from within |
| [00:51.76] | and all that I know is still not enough |
| [01:00.46] | I' m being held by the one |
| [01:04.57] | shadow tormenting my soul |
| [01:10.15] | the curving neck of a swan |
| [01:14.21] | the slow turning of a birds head |
| [01:19.26] | So white its plumes and feathers |
| [01:23.69] | its breast like the moon in water |
| [01:29.11] | silent and tranquil it moves |
| [01:34.52] | on the river in the calm |
| [02:04.97] | I wander back on familiar roads |
| [02:09.36] | I sense the marks I left on the hills |
| [02:13.98] | I see the cuts and wounds of my deeds |
| [02:18.48] | they make me muse on life |
| [02:43.72] | Up the hill and the mountain |
| [02:47.59] | I look back, I look down |
| [02:53.18] | there flows the River of Death |
| [02:57.85] | and here the wind in my hair |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Martenson, Traditional |
| [00:23.52] | Still searching for my way, the right way to be |
| [00:33.70] | still pondering what I' ve done |
| [00:39.67] | I' m still thinking what I' ve said, still finding from within |
| [00:51.76] | and all that I know is still not enough |
| [01:00.46] | I' m being held by the one |
| [01:04.57] | shadow tormenting my soul |
| [01:10.15] | the curving neck of a swan |
| [01:14.21] | the slow turning of a birds head |
| [01:19.26] | So white its plumes and feathers |
| [01:23.69] | its breast like the moon in water |
| [01:29.11] | silent and tranquil it moves |
| [01:34.52] | on the river in the calm |
| [02:04.97] | I wander back on familiar roads |
| [02:09.36] | I sense the marks I left on the hills |
| [02:13.98] | I see the cuts and wounds of my deeds |
| [02:18.48] | they make me muse on life |
| [02:43.72] | Up the hill and the mountain |
| [02:47.59] | I look back, I look down |
| [02:53.18] | there flows the River of Death |
| [02:57.85] | and here the wind in my hair |