| 作曲 : Eldritch | |
| Here comes the rain | |
| On fenced courtyards | |
| Here comes the shade | |
| On dead-end ways | |
| Here comes the grey | |
| To dim the colors | |
| Here comes the cold | |
| To wake the pain | |
| It's hard to live in silent corners | |
| Weary leaves | |
| And crooked stalks | |
| Flowers bow | |
| Towards the light | |
| So I do Out of shape, out of sight | |
| Calm! It's alright they say | |
| Calm! you're straight on your way out | |
| Calm's the last things | |
| I fel 'cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| If I'm here tomorrow, | |
| God, don't let it be raining | |
| An abandoned bone | |
| Lone, dead, shabby | |
| One doomed man | |
| Who can't give up | |
| One croked flower | |
| That still wants to live | |
| I clutch at my last hour | |
| At the restless sea | |
| Calm! It's alright they say | |
| Calm! you're straight on your way out | |
| Calm's the last things | |
| I feel 'cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| If I'm here tomorrow, | |
| God, don't let it be raining | |
| Calm! It's alright they say | |
| Calm! you're straight on your way out | |
| Calm's the last things | |
| I feel 'cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| Though I know well there's no way back in | |
| And the world out here keeps on turning | |
| Am I too far behind | |
| I raise my hand but can't say farewell | |
| Just as long as tides keep on turning | |
| Until tomorrow if there's tomorrow for me... to live |
| zuo qu : Eldritch | |
| Here comes the rain | |
| On fenced courtyards | |
| Here comes the shade | |
| On deadend ways | |
| Here comes the grey | |
| To dim the colors | |
| Here comes the cold | |
| To wake the pain | |
| It' s hard to live in silent corners | |
| Weary leaves | |
| And crooked stalks | |
| Flowers bow | |
| Towards the light | |
| So I do Out of shape, out of sight | |
| Calm! It' s alright they say | |
| Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
| Calm' s the last things | |
| I fel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| If I' m here tomorrow, | |
| God, don' t let it be raining | |
| An abandoned bone | |
| Lone, dead, shabby | |
| One doomed man | |
| Who can' t give up | |
| One croked flower | |
| That still wants to live | |
| I clutch at my last hour | |
| At the restless sea | |
| Calm! It' s alright they say | |
| Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
| Calm' s the last things | |
| I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| If I' m here tomorrow, | |
| God, don' t let it be raining | |
| Calm! It' s alright they say | |
| Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
| Calm' s the last things | |
| I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| Though I know well there' s no way back in | |
| And the world out here keeps on turning | |
| Am I too far behind | |
| I raise my hand but can' t say farewell | |
| Just as long as tides keep on turning | |
| Until tomorrow if there' s tomorrow for me... to live |
| zuò qǔ : Eldritch | |
| Here comes the rain | |
| On fenced courtyards | |
| Here comes the shade | |
| On deadend ways | |
| Here comes the grey | |
| To dim the colors | |
| Here comes the cold | |
| To wake the pain | |
| It' s hard to live in silent corners | |
| Weary leaves | |
| And crooked stalks | |
| Flowers bow | |
| Towards the light | |
| So I do Out of shape, out of sight | |
| Calm! It' s alright they say | |
| Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
| Calm' s the last things | |
| I fel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| If I' m here tomorrow, | |
| God, don' t let it be raining | |
| An abandoned bone | |
| Lone, dead, shabby | |
| One doomed man | |
| Who can' t give up | |
| One croked flower | |
| That still wants to live | |
| I clutch at my last hour | |
| At the restless sea | |
| Calm! It' s alright they say | |
| Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
| Calm' s the last things | |
| I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| If I' m here tomorrow, | |
| God, don' t let it be raining | |
| Calm! It' s alright they say | |
| Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
| Calm' s the last things | |
| I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
| Yet down inside | |
| Seas are raging | |
| One tear and hell shall burst | |
| Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
| I push it back as | |
| I bend my head | |
| And keep on standing | |
| Though I know well there' s no way back in | |
| And the world out here keeps on turning | |
| Am I too far behind | |
| I raise my hand but can' t say farewell | |
| Just as long as tides keep on turning | |
| Until tomorrow if there' s tomorrow for me... to live |