The Ghost of the River

	作曲 : Berwanger, Roelofs
	Walk slowly, the rest of your life, my dear
	Sing clearly, the path of the arrow is near
	The river will dry up every year
	The sun should drink every last tear
	It flows above the casket's lear
	So lay down, next to your brother
	And go blind
	Walk slowly, the rest of your life, my dear
	How lovely, the ghost of the river draws near
	Keep moving, let faith pour out in blood from ear to ear
	Burn your money, remember it does you no good 'round here
	The river will dry up every year
	The sun should drink every last tear
	It flows above the casket's lear
	So lay down, next to your brother
	And go blind
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Oh, Who stole my soul?
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Oh, I may never know

	zuò qǔ : Berwanger, Roelofs
	Walk slowly, the rest of your life, my dear
	Sing clearly, the path of the arrow is near
	The river will dry up every year
	The sun should drink every last tear
	It flows above the casket' s lear
	So lay down, next to your brother
	And go blind
	Walk slowly, the rest of your life, my dear
	How lovely, the ghost of the river draws near
	Keep moving, let faith pour out in blood from ear to ear
	Burn your money, remember it does you no good ' round here
	The river will dry up every year
	The sun should drink every last tear
	It flows above the casket' s lear
	So lay down, next to your brother
	And go blind
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Oh, Who stole my soul?
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Who stole my soul,
	I may never know
	Oh, I may never know