| Song | I Let The Music Speak |
| Artist | ABBA |
| Album | The Visitors |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Andersson, Ulvaeus |
| [00:12.25] | I'm hearing images, I'm seeing songs |
| [00:17.19] | No poet has ever painted |
| [00:23.25] | Voices call out to me, straight to my heart |
| [00:28.37] | So strange yet we're so well acquainted |
| [00:34.99] | I let the music speak, with no restraints |
| [00:39.99] | I let my feelings take over |
| [00:45.87] | Carry my soul away into the world |
| [00:51.06] | Where beauty meets the darkness of the day |
| [01:00.62] | Where my mind is like an open window |
| [01:07.06] | Where the high and healing winds blow |
| [01:12.81] | From my shallow sleep the sounds awake me |
| [01:19.62] | I let them take me |
| [01:22.57] | （Let them wake me, let them now, let them take me） |
| [01:25.81] | Let it be a joke |
| [01:34.46] | Let it be a smile |
| [01:37.34] | Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while |
| [01:43.33] | Let it be a tear |
| [01:46.15] | Let it be a sigh |
| [01:49.28] | Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry |
| [02:22.15] | Some streets are emptiness, dry leaves of autumn |
| [02:27.59] | Rustling down an old alley |
| [02:32.65] | And in the dead of night I find myself |
| [02:37.59] | A blind man in some ancient valley |
| [02:43.97] | I let the music speak, leading me gently |
| [02:49.21] | Urging me like a lover |
| [02:54.60] | Leading me all the way |
| [02:57.28] | Into a place |
| [02:59.72] | Where beauty will defeat the darkest day |
| [03:08.97] | Where I'm one with every grand illusion |
| [03:15.34] | No disturbance, no intrusion |
| [03:21.41] | Where I let the wistful sounds seduce me |
| [03:27.91] | I let them use me |
| [03:30.72] | （All illusion, no disturbance, no intrusion） |
| [03:33.97] | |
| [03:39.78] | Let it be a joke |
| [03:42.34] | Let it be a smile |
| [03:45.29] | Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while |
| [03:51.28] | Let it be a tear |
| [03:54.10] | Let it be a sigh |
| [03:57.22] | Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry |
| [04:03.22] | |
| [04:15.23] | Let it be a tear |
| [04:18.05] | Let it be a sigh |
| [04:20.98] | Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry |
| [04:28.03] | Let it be the joy of each new sunrise |
| [04:33.84] | Or the moment when a day dies |
| [04:39.41] | I surrender without reservation |
| [04:46.29] | No explanations |
| [04:50.53] | No questions why |
| [04:55.78] | I take it to me and let it flow through me |
| [05:01.22] | Yes, I let the music speak |
| [05:05.34] | I let the music speak |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Andersson, Ulvaeus |
| [00:12.25] | I' m hearing images, I' m seeing songs |
| [00:17.19] | No poet has ever painted |
| [00:23.25] | Voices call out to me, straight to my heart |
| [00:28.37] | So strange yet we' re so well acquainted |
| [00:34.99] | I let the music speak, with no restraints |
| [00:39.99] | I let my feelings take over |
| [00:45.87] | Carry my soul away into the world |
| [00:51.06] | Where beauty meets the darkness of the day |
| [01:00.62] | Where my mind is like an open window |
| [01:07.06] | Where the high and healing winds blow |
| [01:12.81] | From my shallow sleep the sounds awake me |
| [01:19.62] | I let them take me |
| [01:22.57] | Let them wake me, let them now, let them take me |
| [01:25.81] | Let it be a joke |
| [01:34.46] | Let it be a smile |
| [01:37.34] | Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while |
| [01:43.33] | Let it be a tear |
| [01:46.15] | Let it be a sigh |
| [01:49.28] | Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry |
| [02:22.15] | Some streets are emptiness, dry leaves of autumn |
| [02:27.59] | Rustling down an old alley |
| [02:32.65] | And in the dead of night I find myself |
| [02:37.59] | A blind man in some ancient valley |
| [02:43.97] | I let the music speak, leading me gently |
| [02:49.21] | Urging me like a lover |
| [02:54.60] | Leading me all the way |
| [02:57.28] | Into a place |
| [02:59.72] | Where beauty will defeat the darkest day |
| [03:08.97] | Where I' m one with every grand illusion |
| [03:15.34] | No disturbance, no intrusion |
| [03:21.41] | Where I let the wistful sounds seduce me |
| [03:27.91] | I let them use me |
| [03:30.72] | All illusion, no disturbance, no intrusion |
| [03:33.97] | |
| [03:39.78] | Let it be a joke |
| [03:42.34] | Let it be a smile |
| [03:45.29] | Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while |
| [03:51.28] | Let it be a tear |
| [03:54.10] | Let it be a sigh |
| [03:57.22] | Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry |
| [04:03.22] | |
| [04:15.23] | Let it be a tear |
| [04:18.05] | Let it be a sigh |
| [04:20.98] | Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry |
| [04:28.03] | Let it be the joy of each new sunrise |
| [04:33.84] | Or the moment when a day dies |
| [04:39.41] | I surrender without reservation |
| [04:46.29] | No explanations |
| [04:50.53] | No questions why |
| [04:55.78] | I take it to me and let it flow through me |
| [05:01.22] | Yes, I let the music speak |
| [05:05.34] | I let the music speak |