| Song | The Last Human Gateway (middle section) |
| Artist | IQ |
| Album | Forever Live |
| 作词 : IQ | |
| As the mirror to the sun, | |
| The colour of the evening, never let go, | |
| Hold my stomach, keep it tight, | |
| They're pulling out the breathing, let it go; | |
| If you ever change your mind, | |
| Don't be caught alone, no, it's only me, | |
| With all the hopes and fears combined, | |
| It's hard to care for living anymore, | |
| I wouldn't let you down again. | |
| Inspired by hunger, fired by lust, | |
| I sold the children's faces, painted gold, | |
| Something moving taking hold, | |
| Is gathering but never growing old, | |
| I did everything I could just to say, | |
| Believe me, you're not alone, | |
| But with the winter in my bones, | |
| Oh what else can I do now? | |
| It's only me, | |
| I wouldn't let you down again. |
| zuò cí : IQ | |
| As the mirror to the sun, | |
| The colour of the evening, never let go, | |
| Hold my stomach, keep it tight, | |
| They' re pulling out the breathing, let it go | |
| If you ever change your mind, | |
| Don' t be caught alone, no, it' s only me, | |
| With all the hopes and fears combined, | |
| It' s hard to care for living anymore, | |
| I wouldn' t let you down again. | |
| Inspired by hunger, fired by lust, | |
| I sold the children' s faces, painted gold, | |
| Something moving taking hold, | |
| Is gathering but never growing old, | |
| I did everything I could just to say, | |
| Believe me, you' re not alone, | |
| But with the winter in my bones, | |
| Oh what else can I do now? | |
| It' s only me, | |
| I wouldn' t let you down again. |