| Song | Old Lighthouse Tale |
| Artist | Novembre |
| Album | Dreams D´azur |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Orlando | |
| Life blows cold at my face now | |
| And I see it and | |
| I suffer it again | |
| A frame after the other | |
| A second after the other | |
| A guitar scream as | |
| I reach my last shore | |
| In front of me there's just a sea | |
| The immense sea of a last goodbye | |
| And behind me emptiness | |
| Just the emptiness of a life | |
| I've tried it, but | |
| I can't see nothing else | |
| No more romanticism in these waves | |
| No more poetry in the eternal hate | |
| Between the sea and the sky | |
| Hate, hate breeding the unreachability of an horizon | |
| I've felt the fury of the centuries eating these rocks away | |
| I've seen the millennia sweeping away millions of mortals | |
| Dying still searching for the meaning of this striving in vain | |
| Striving just to disappear into the oblivion of an abyss | |
| These waves to infiny are calling me now | |
| And I'd never through their call could ever be so irresistible | |
| I join them, | |
| I drown in them, | |
| I lust with them, | |
| I passI pass away by them as | |
| I'm as one with them now |
| zuo qu : Orlando | |
| Life blows cold at my face now | |
| And I see it and | |
| I suffer it again | |
| A frame after the other | |
| A second after the other | |
| A guitar scream as | |
| I reach my last shore | |
| In front of me there' s just a sea | |
| The immense sea of a last goodbye | |
| And behind me emptiness | |
| Just the emptiness of a life | |
| I' ve tried it, but | |
| I can' t see nothing else | |
| No more romanticism in these waves | |
| No more poetry in the eternal hate | |
| Between the sea and the sky | |
| Hate, hate breeding the unreachability of an horizon | |
| I' ve felt the fury of the centuries eating these rocks away | |
| I' ve seen the millennia sweeping away millions of mortals | |
| Dying still searching for the meaning of this striving in vain | |
| Striving just to disappear into the oblivion of an abyss | |
| These waves to infiny are calling me now | |
| And I' d never through their call could ever be so irresistible | |
| I join them, | |
| I drown in them, | |
| I lust with them, | |
| I passI pass away by them as | |
| I' m as one with them now |
| zuò qǔ : Orlando | |
| Life blows cold at my face now | |
| And I see it and | |
| I suffer it again | |
| A frame after the other | |
| A second after the other | |
| A guitar scream as | |
| I reach my last shore | |
| In front of me there' s just a sea | |
| The immense sea of a last goodbye | |
| And behind me emptiness | |
| Just the emptiness of a life | |
| I' ve tried it, but | |
| I can' t see nothing else | |
| No more romanticism in these waves | |
| No more poetry in the eternal hate | |
| Between the sea and the sky | |
| Hate, hate breeding the unreachability of an horizon | |
| I' ve felt the fury of the centuries eating these rocks away | |
| I' ve seen the millennia sweeping away millions of mortals | |
| Dying still searching for the meaning of this striving in vain | |
| Striving just to disappear into the oblivion of an abyss | |
| These waves to infiny are calling me now | |
| And I' d never through their call could ever be so irresistible | |
| I join them, | |
| I drown in them, | |
| I lust with them, | |
| I passI pass away by them as | |
| I' m as one with them now |