| Song | Breathing Rapture |
| Artist | Le Loup |
| Album | The Throne Of The Third Heaven Of The Nations' Millennium General Assembly |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Simkoff | |
| Oh, love is shaped like cities burning, | |
| Soot and ash is stretched between | |
| The sea and sky; these lonely islands | |
| Kiss the buildings, black and silent. | |
| Here my eyes look towards the brightest | |
| Point of light, like some great sign. | |
| And know the love-- | |
| I was reminded of the time I almost died. | |
| But do remind you close your eyelids, | |
| See the fine good colors that are left behind | |
| Like flaming fingers tracing lines, it's kinda like that | |
| Oh, love is shaped like cities burning, | |
| Sifting through the ashes after. | |
| We will find your life in laughter, | |
| Oh, the black and breathing rapture. |
| zuo qu : Simkoff | |
| Oh, love is shaped like cities burning, | |
| Soot and ash is stretched between | |
| The sea and sky these lonely islands | |
| Kiss the buildings, black and silent. | |
| Here my eyes look towards the brightest | |
| Point of light, like some great sign. | |
| And know the love | |
| I was reminded of the time I almost died. | |
| But do remind you close your eyelids, | |
| See the fine good colors that are left behind | |
| Like flaming fingers tracing lines, it' s kinda like that | |
| Oh, love is shaped like cities burning, | |
| Sifting through the ashes after. | |
| We will find your life in laughter, | |
| Oh, the black and breathing rapture. |
| zuò qǔ : Simkoff | |
| Oh, love is shaped like cities burning, | |
| Soot and ash is stretched between | |
| The sea and sky these lonely islands | |
| Kiss the buildings, black and silent. | |
| Here my eyes look towards the brightest | |
| Point of light, like some great sign. | |
| And know the love | |
| I was reminded of the time I almost died. | |
| But do remind you close your eyelids, | |
| See the fine good colors that are left behind | |
| Like flaming fingers tracing lines, it' s kinda like that | |
| Oh, love is shaped like cities burning, | |
| Sifting through the ashes after. | |
| We will find your life in laughter, | |
| Oh, the black and breathing rapture. |