| Song | No Ordinary Year |
| Artist | Anael |
| Album | Once Upon a Dream |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bradfield | |
| In a brisk, backward glance to the onlooker's eye | |
| Another short year has now drifted on by | |
| A few moments of bliss and God, still too much pain | |
| Come twelve months full cycle and more of the same? | |
| But somewhere, it's different; yes, elsewhere there's haste | |
| To render new meaning to chances we waste | |
| Like the dreams in our closets and hope in our hearts | |
| That both lie unspoken till long past the scars | |
| "Hold on, hold on; when there's resistance | |
| Send light from above; "hold on, hold on" she said | |
| "For though the wall might stand years | |
| It will crumble to pieces with love..." | |
| So these distant transmissions keep seeking my ear | |
| And tonight, its clear signal: "this was no ordinary year..." | |
| Its days would know rebirth from under the snow | |
| When no hint of life was detected or shown | |
| "Hold on, hold on..." | |
| The path was uncertain and ridden with thorns | |
| As the wizard kept spawning new games | |
| Well there's magic in angels and flight in their wings | |
| But their power to heal is the sound when they sing... | |
| He grew younger in spirit and shifted his role | |
| And as sickness withdrew became gentler of soul | |
| He sent love to this traveller; a love reconciled | |
| And nourished a pipeline that strengthens each mile | |
| "Hold on, hold on..." | |
| So, in the calm of repose through this holiday time | |
| Let no thought intrude on the growth we've defined | |
| For if time's but a veil o'er this journey divine | |
| Then a year soon retired saw two hearts find their stride. |
| zuo qu : Bradfield | |
| In a brisk, backward glance to the onlooker' s eye | |
| Another short year has now drifted on by | |
| A few moments of bliss and God, still too much pain | |
| Come twelve months full cycle and more of the same? | |
| But somewhere, it' s different yes, elsewhere there' s haste | |
| To render new meaning to chances we waste | |
| Like the dreams in our closets and hope in our hearts | |
| That both lie unspoken till long past the scars | |
| " Hold on, hold on when there' s resistance | |
| Send light from above " hold on, hold on" she said | |
| " For though the wall might stand years | |
| It will crumble to pieces with love..." | |
| So these distant transmissions keep seeking my ear | |
| And tonight, its clear signal: " this was no ordinary year..." | |
| Its days would know rebirth from under the snow | |
| When no hint of life was detected or shown | |
| " Hold on, hold on..." | |
| The path was uncertain and ridden with thorns | |
| As the wizard kept spawning new games | |
| Well there' s magic in angels and flight in their wings | |
| But their power to heal is the sound when they sing... | |
| He grew younger in spirit and shifted his role | |
| And as sickness withdrew became gentler of soul | |
| He sent love to this traveller a love reconciled | |
| And nourished a pipeline that strengthens each mile | |
| " Hold on, hold on..." | |
| So, in the calm of repose through this holiday time | |
| Let no thought intrude on the growth we' ve defined | |
| For if time' s but a veil o' er this journey divine | |
| Then a year soon retired saw two hearts find their stride. |
| zuò qǔ : Bradfield | |
| In a brisk, backward glance to the onlooker' s eye | |
| Another short year has now drifted on by | |
| A few moments of bliss and God, still too much pain | |
| Come twelve months full cycle and more of the same? | |
| But somewhere, it' s different yes, elsewhere there' s haste | |
| To render new meaning to chances we waste | |
| Like the dreams in our closets and hope in our hearts | |
| That both lie unspoken till long past the scars | |
| " Hold on, hold on when there' s resistance | |
| Send light from above " hold on, hold on" she said | |
| " For though the wall might stand years | |
| It will crumble to pieces with love..." | |
| So these distant transmissions keep seeking my ear | |
| And tonight, its clear signal: " this was no ordinary year..." | |
| Its days would know rebirth from under the snow | |
| When no hint of life was detected or shown | |
| " Hold on, hold on..." | |
| The path was uncertain and ridden with thorns | |
| As the wizard kept spawning new games | |
| Well there' s magic in angels and flight in their wings | |
| But their power to heal is the sound when they sing... | |
| He grew younger in spirit and shifted his role | |
| And as sickness withdrew became gentler of soul | |
| He sent love to this traveller a love reconciled | |
| And nourished a pipeline that strengthens each mile | |
| " Hold on, hold on..." | |
| So, in the calm of repose through this holiday time | |
| Let no thought intrude on the growth we' ve defined | |
| For if time' s but a veil o' er this journey divine | |
| Then a year soon retired saw two hearts find their stride. |