| Song | The Immortal Part |
| Artist | L'Âme Immortelle |
| Album | In Einer Zukunft Aus Tränen und Stahl |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Housman, Rainer | |
| When I meet the morning beam | |
| Or lay me down at night to dream, | |
| I hear my bones within me say | |
| Another night, another day | |
| Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, | |
| Know you why you cannot rest | |
| 'Tis that every mother's son | |
| Travails with a skeleton | |
| When shall this slough of sense be cast, | |
| This dust of thoughts be laid at last | |
| The man of flesh and soul be slain | |
| And the man of bone remain | |
| Lie down in the bed of dust; | |
| Bear the fruit that bear you must | |
| Bring the eternal seed to light | |
| And morn is all the same as night | |
| This tongue that talks, these lungs that shout | |
| These thews that hustle us about | |
| This brain that fills the skull with schemes | |
| And its humming hive of dreams, | |
| Rest you so from trouble sore, | |
| Fear the heat o' the son no more | |
| Nor the snowing winter wild | |
| Now you labour not with child | |
| These today are proud in power | |
| And lord it in their little hour | |
| The immortal bones obey control | |
| Of dying flesh and dying soul. | |
| Empty vessel, garment cast | |
| We that wore you long shall last | |
| Another night, another day | |
| So my bones within me say | |
| This long till eve and morn are gone: | |
| Slow the endless night comes on | |
| And late to fullness growns the birth | |
| That shall last as long as earth |
| zuo qu : Housman, Rainer | |
| When I meet the morning beam | |
| Or lay me down at night to dream, | |
| I hear my bones within me say | |
| Another night, another day | |
| Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, | |
| Know you why you cannot rest | |
| ' Tis that every mother' s son | |
| Travails with a skeleton | |
| When shall this slough of sense be cast, | |
| This dust of thoughts be laid at last | |
| The man of flesh and soul be slain | |
| And the man of bone remain | |
| Lie down in the bed of dust | |
| Bear the fruit that bear you must | |
| Bring the eternal seed to light | |
| And morn is all the same as night | |
| This tongue that talks, these lungs that shout | |
| These thews that hustle us about | |
| This brain that fills the skull with schemes | |
| And its humming hive of dreams, | |
| Rest you so from trouble sore, | |
| Fear the heat o' the son no more | |
| Nor the snowing winter wild | |
| Now you labour not with child | |
| These today are proud in power | |
| And lord it in their little hour | |
| The immortal bones obey control | |
| Of dying flesh and dying soul. | |
| Empty vessel, garment cast | |
| We that wore you long shall last | |
| Another night, another day | |
| So my bones within me say | |
| This long till eve and morn are gone: | |
| Slow the endless night comes on | |
| And late to fullness growns the birth | |
| That shall last as long as earth |
| zuò qǔ : Housman, Rainer | |
| When I meet the morning beam | |
| Or lay me down at night to dream, | |
| I hear my bones within me say | |
| Another night, another day | |
| Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, | |
| Know you why you cannot rest | |
| ' Tis that every mother' s son | |
| Travails with a skeleton | |
| When shall this slough of sense be cast, | |
| This dust of thoughts be laid at last | |
| The man of flesh and soul be slain | |
| And the man of bone remain | |
| Lie down in the bed of dust | |
| Bear the fruit that bear you must | |
| Bring the eternal seed to light | |
| And morn is all the same as night | |
| This tongue that talks, these lungs that shout | |
| These thews that hustle us about | |
| This brain that fills the skull with schemes | |
| And its humming hive of dreams, | |
| Rest you so from trouble sore, | |
| Fear the heat o' the son no more | |
| Nor the snowing winter wild | |
| Now you labour not with child | |
| These today are proud in power | |
| And lord it in their little hour | |
| The immortal bones obey control | |
| Of dying flesh and dying soul. | |
| Empty vessel, garment cast | |
| We that wore you long shall last | |
| Another night, another day | |
| So my bones within me say | |
| This long till eve and morn are gone: | |
| Slow the endless night comes on | |
| And late to fullness growns the birth | |
| That shall last as long as earth |