| Song | Almost with You |
| Artist | The Church |
| Album | El Momento Descuidado |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kilbey | |
| See the chains which bind the men | |
| Can you taste their lonely arrogance | |
| It's always too late | |
| And your face is so cold | |
| They struggled for this opulence | |
| See the suns which blind the men | |
| Burnt away so long before our time | |
| Now their warmth is forgotten and gone | |
| Pretty maids not far behind | |
| Who you trying to get in touch with | |
| I'm almost with you | |
| I can sense it wait for me | |
| I'm almost with you | |
| Is this the taste of victory | |
| I'm almost with you | |
| See the dust which fills your sleep | |
| Does it always feel this chill near the end | |
| I never dreamed we'd meet here once more | |
| This life reserved for a friend |
| zuo ci : Kilbey | |
| See the chains which bind the men | |
| Can you taste their lonely arrogance | |
| It' s always too late | |
| And your face is so cold | |
| They struggled for this opulence | |
| See the suns which blind the men | |
| Burnt away so long before our time | |
| Now their warmth is forgotten and gone | |
| Pretty maids not far behind | |
| Who you trying to get in touch with | |
| I' m almost with you | |
| I can sense it wait for me | |
| I' m almost with you | |
| Is this the taste of victory | |
| I' m almost with you | |
| See the dust which fills your sleep | |
| Does it always feel this chill near the end | |
| I never dreamed we' d meet here once more | |
| This life reserved for a friend |
| zuò cí : Kilbey | |
| See the chains which bind the men | |
| Can you taste their lonely arrogance | |
| It' s always too late | |
| And your face is so cold | |
| They struggled for this opulence | |
| See the suns which blind the men | |
| Burnt away so long before our time | |
| Now their warmth is forgotten and gone | |
| Pretty maids not far behind | |
| Who you trying to get in touch with | |
| I' m almost with you | |
| I can sense it wait for me | |
| I' m almost with you | |
| Is this the taste of victory | |
| I' m almost with you | |
| See the dust which fills your sleep | |
| Does it always feel this chill near the end | |
| I never dreamed we' d meet here once more | |
| This life reserved for a friend |