| Song | Across the Bridge |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | Dead Lovers' Sarabande (Face One) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [01:48.84] | From far beyond the veil of sleep |
| [01:54.87] | some ancient voice does seem |
| [02:00.46] | to whisper my forgotten name |
| [02:05.79] | weakly, yet solemnly. |
| [02:12.58] | So remotely that one might think |
| [02:18.81] | it had been but a dream, |
| [02:24.55] | echo of some illusive call |
| [02:29.97] | of fleeting memory. |
| [02:36.64] | Yes, to believe such vain idea |
| [02:42.58] | no problem it would be, |
| [02:48.47] | if there was not this inscrutable |
| [02:54.08] | unrest within me... |
| [03:00.51] | As if out of the deepest sea |
| [03:06.46] | some creature seeks to rise, |
| [03:12.45] | to wish its long denied existence |
| [03:18.10] | back into my life. |
| [03:24.45] | My secret name is whispered |
| [03:28.98] | by a half-forgotten sigh |
| [03:36.50] | and out of nothing, across my face |
| [03:41.84] | which is all petrified, |
| [03:48.50] | Hot tears are running without end. |
| [03:54.10] | A deeply troubling pain |
| [04:00.45] | pulls me together inwardly, |
| [04:05.86] | to be no more the same. |
| [04:12.74] | From far beyond the veil of sleep |
| [04:18.64] | some tune, never before heard, |
| [04:24.76] | is travelling on a fragile breath, |
| [04:30.60] | to shake my frozen world. |
| [04:36.02] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [01:48.84] | From far beyond the veil of sleep |
| [01:54.87] | some ancient voice does seem |
| [02:00.46] | to whisper my forgotten name |
| [02:05.79] | weakly, yet solemnly. |
| [02:12.58] | So remotely that one might think |
| [02:18.81] | it had been but a dream, |
| [02:24.55] | echo of some illusive call |
| [02:29.97] | of fleeting memory. |
| [02:36.64] | Yes, to believe such vain idea |
| [02:42.58] | no problem it would be, |
| [02:48.47] | if there was not this inscrutable |
| [02:54.08] | unrest within me... |
| [03:00.51] | As if out of the deepest sea |
| [03:06.46] | some creature seeks to rise, |
| [03:12.45] | to wish its long denied existence |
| [03:18.10] | back into my life. |
| [03:24.45] | My secret name is whispered |
| [03:28.98] | by a halfforgotten sigh |
| [03:36.50] | and out of nothing, across my face |
| [03:41.84] | which is all petrified, |
| [03:48.50] | Hot tears are running without end. |
| [03:54.10] | A deeply troubling pain |
| [04:00.45] | pulls me together inwardly, |
| [04:05.86] | to be no more the same. |
| [04:12.74] | From far beyond the veil of sleep |
| [04:18.64] | some tune, never before heard, |
| [04:24.76] | is travelling on a fragile breath, |
| [04:30.60] | to shake my frozen world. |
| [04:36.02] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [01:48.84] | From far beyond the veil of sleep |
| [01:54.87] | some ancient voice does seem |
| [02:00.46] | to whisper my forgotten name |
| [02:05.79] | weakly, yet solemnly. |
| [02:12.58] | So remotely that one might think |
| [02:18.81] | it had been but a dream, |
| [02:24.55] | echo of some illusive call |
| [02:29.97] | of fleeting memory. |
| [02:36.64] | Yes, to believe such vain idea |
| [02:42.58] | no problem it would be, |
| [02:48.47] | if there was not this inscrutable |
| [02:54.08] | unrest within me... |
| [03:00.51] | As if out of the deepest sea |
| [03:06.46] | some creature seeks to rise, |
| [03:12.45] | to wish its long denied existence |
| [03:18.10] | back into my life. |
| [03:24.45] | My secret name is whispered |
| [03:28.98] | by a halfforgotten sigh |
| [03:36.50] | and out of nothing, across my face |
| [03:41.84] | which is all petrified, |
| [03:48.50] | Hot tears are running without end. |
| [03:54.10] | A deeply troubling pain |
| [04:00.45] | pulls me together inwardly, |
| [04:05.86] | to be no more the same. |
| [04:12.74] | From far beyond the veil of sleep |
| [04:18.64] | some tune, never before heard, |
| [04:24.76] | is travelling on a fragile breath, |
| [04:30.60] | to shake my frozen world. |
| [04:36.02] |