Cerulean Transience Of All My Imagined Shores Lyrics
| Song | Cerulean Transience Of All My Imagined Shores |
| Artist | Disembowelment |
| Album | Transcendence into the peripheral |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gallina | |
| All is calm, all is quiescent-the colour magenta, | |
| The afternoon breeze finds its way to my soul, | |
| AsI sit there and enhance the tranquillity, | |
| The solace of sensory magic, | |
| Irreplaceable nirvana, | |
| My body feels the effect of blood-letting, | |
| The winds brought in from the south coast replace | |
| Such drainful inhabitance, | |
| My eyelids voluntarily close as the blue horizon line takes shape, | |
| Stretching out far beyond the sun, | |
| The sound of the blue, an eternity of complete aquiescence, | |
| I cannot move, nor do | |
| I need to, for it is enough to lie on the cliff | |
| And become entrapped in a world of escapism and peace, | |
| Cerulean transience of all my imagined shores, | |
| A bird of the ocean perches before me | |
| And lets out a shriek which transcends me back, | |
| Back to where | |
| I write, And the calm breeze continues to enter my peripherial |
| zuo qu : Gallina | |
| All is calm, all is quiescentthe colour magenta, | |
| The afternoon breeze finds its way to my soul, | |
| AsI sit there and enhance the tranquillity, | |
| The solace of sensory magic, | |
| Irreplaceable nirvana, | |
| My body feels the effect of bloodletting, | |
| The winds brought in from the south coast replace | |
| Such drainful inhabitance, | |
| My eyelids voluntarily close as the blue horizon line takes shape, | |
| Stretching out far beyond the sun, | |
| The sound of the blue, an eternity of complete aquiescence, | |
| I cannot move, nor do | |
| I need to, for it is enough to lie on the cliff | |
| And become entrapped in a world of escapism and peace, | |
| Cerulean transience of all my imagined shores, | |
| A bird of the ocean perches before me | |
| And lets out a shriek which transcends me back, | |
| Back to where | |
| I write, And the calm breeze continues to enter my peripherial |
| zuò qǔ : Gallina | |
| All is calm, all is quiescentthe colour magenta, | |
| The afternoon breeze finds its way to my soul, | |
| AsI sit there and enhance the tranquillity, | |
| The solace of sensory magic, | |
| Irreplaceable nirvana, | |
| My body feels the effect of bloodletting, | |
| The winds brought in from the south coast replace | |
| Such drainful inhabitance, | |
| My eyelids voluntarily close as the blue horizon line takes shape, | |
| Stretching out far beyond the sun, | |
| The sound of the blue, an eternity of complete aquiescence, | |
| I cannot move, nor do | |
| I need to, for it is enough to lie on the cliff | |
| And become entrapped in a world of escapism and peace, | |
| Cerulean transience of all my imagined shores, | |
| A bird of the ocean perches before me | |
| And lets out a shriek which transcends me back, | |
| Back to where | |
| I write, And the calm breeze continues to enter my peripherial |
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