| Song | Sigh's Smell Of Farewell |
| Artist | Cocteau Twins |
| Album | CD Single Boxed Set |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cocteau Twins | |
| 作词 : Cocteau Twins | |
| In all my fantasies | |
| So many fly above my head | |
| I sighed see angry | |
| So many fly above his head | |
| He says, we always have these stars | |
| Some street they're in | |
| My street street, now sold | |
| My street street, now mine | |
| Street street, now | |
| Street street | |
| So many fly above my sighs | |
| He sighs, we always have these stars | |
| Some street, my human part is | |
| So many fly above your head | |
| I sighed, see them, be them | |
| He sighed, such things are human | |
| So many fly above my head | |
| I sense the angry part | |
| He sighed, such things they leave their pits | |
| Pick my feet up proudly, said he, | |
| I have sighed, Less of these | |
| Lonesome youngest, lonely, just a plea | |
| Pick my feet up proudly, said he, | |
| I have sighed | |
| I have sighed, sighed, sighed | |
| He said, he said, he said |
| zuo qu : Cocteau Twins | |
| zuo ci : Cocteau Twins | |
| In all my fantasies | |
| So many fly above my head | |
| I sighed see angry | |
| So many fly above his head | |
| He says, we always have these stars | |
| Some street they' re in | |
| My street street, now sold | |
| My street street, now mine | |
| Street street, now | |
| Street street | |
| So many fly above my sighs | |
| He sighs, we always have these stars | |
| Some street, my human part is | |
| So many fly above your head | |
| I sighed, see them, be them | |
| He sighed, such things are human | |
| So many fly above my head | |
| I sense the angry part | |
| He sighed, such things they leave their pits | |
| Pick my feet up proudly, said he, | |
| I have sighed, Less of these | |
| Lonesome youngest, lonely, just a plea | |
| Pick my feet up proudly, said he, | |
| I have sighed | |
| I have sighed, sighed, sighed | |
| He said, he said, he said |
| zuò qǔ : Cocteau Twins | |
| zuò cí : Cocteau Twins | |
| In all my fantasies | |
| So many fly above my head | |
| I sighed see angry | |
| So many fly above his head | |
| He says, we always have these stars | |
| Some street they' re in | |
| My street street, now sold | |
| My street street, now mine | |
| Street street, now | |
| Street street | |
| So many fly above my sighs | |
| He sighs, we always have these stars | |
| Some street, my human part is | |
| So many fly above your head | |
| I sighed, see them, be them | |
| He sighed, such things are human | |
| So many fly above my head | |
| I sense the angry part | |
| He sighed, such things they leave their pits | |
| Pick my feet up proudly, said he, | |
| I have sighed, Less of these | |
| Lonesome youngest, lonely, just a plea | |
| Pick my feet up proudly, said he, | |
| I have sighed | |
| I have sighed, sighed, sighed | |
| He said, he said, he said |