| Song | Rhymes Of Goodbye |
| Artist | Scott Walker |
| Album | Scott 4 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Walker | |
| I've come from far from chains, | |
| From metal and stone, | |
| From makeshift designs, | |
| And seeking a star | |
| To grab for the truth, | |
| To keep myself warm, | |
| I turn and it's gone, | |
| You smile and it's born. | |
| The rhymes of a woman's, | |
| A river that never ends | |
| The Rhymes of Dimension, | |
| Surrounds us with fire and friends, | |
| And roaring through darkness, | |
| The Night children fly, | |
| I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye | |
| There's nothing within, | |
| but within says a voice, | |
| That's still my Empire, | |
| And I've got a choice | |
| Its healers of death, | |
| It's still got a fire, | |
| And I keep it burning, | |
| With hands of desire | |
| The bells of our senses, | |
| Can cost us our pride, | |
| Can toll out the boundaries, | |
| That level our lives | |
| Can slash like the sunlight, | |
| Through shadows and cracks, | |
| Our nakedness calling, | |
| Our nakedness back | |
| The rhyme of our passions, | |
| Find beauty in loving love, | |
| The rhyme of our madness, | |
| Burn cities and push'n'shoves, | |
| And roaring through darkness, | |
| The Night children fly, | |
| I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye |
| zuo ci : Walker | |
| I' ve come from far from chains, | |
| From metal and stone, | |
| From makeshift designs, | |
| And seeking a star | |
| To grab for the truth, | |
| To keep myself warm, | |
| I turn and it' s gone, | |
| You smile and it' s born. | |
| The rhymes of a woman' s, | |
| A river that never ends | |
| The Rhymes of Dimension, | |
| Surrounds us with fire and friends, | |
| And roaring through darkness, | |
| The Night children fly, | |
| I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye | |
| There' s nothing within, | |
| but within says a voice, | |
| That' s still my Empire, | |
| And I' ve got a choice | |
| Its healers of death, | |
| It' s still got a fire, | |
| And I keep it burning, | |
| With hands of desire | |
| The bells of our senses, | |
| Can cost us our pride, | |
| Can toll out the boundaries, | |
| That level our lives | |
| Can slash like the sunlight, | |
| Through shadows and cracks, | |
| Our nakedness calling, | |
| Our nakedness back | |
| The rhyme of our passions, | |
| Find beauty in loving love, | |
| The rhyme of our madness, | |
| Burn cities and push' n' shoves, | |
| And roaring through darkness, | |
| The Night children fly, | |
| I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye |
| zuò cí : Walker | |
| I' ve come from far from chains, | |
| From metal and stone, | |
| From makeshift designs, | |
| And seeking a star | |
| To grab for the truth, | |
| To keep myself warm, | |
| I turn and it' s gone, | |
| You smile and it' s born. | |
| The rhymes of a woman' s, | |
| A river that never ends | |
| The Rhymes of Dimension, | |
| Surrounds us with fire and friends, | |
| And roaring through darkness, | |
| The Night children fly, | |
| I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye | |
| There' s nothing within, | |
| but within says a voice, | |
| That' s still my Empire, | |
| And I' ve got a choice | |
| Its healers of death, | |
| It' s still got a fire, | |
| And I keep it burning, | |
| With hands of desire | |
| The bells of our senses, | |
| Can cost us our pride, | |
| Can toll out the boundaries, | |
| That level our lives | |
| Can slash like the sunlight, | |
| Through shadows and cracks, | |
| Our nakedness calling, | |
| Our nakedness back | |
| The rhyme of our passions, | |
| Find beauty in loving love, | |
| The rhyme of our madness, | |
| Burn cities and push' n' shoves, | |
| And roaring through darkness, | |
| The Night children fly, | |
| I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye |