| Song | A Sadness Song |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | All Dolled Up Like Christ: Live in New York 1996 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Current Ninety Three ... |
| [00:18.87] | When we touch the world |
| [00:23.71] | And it falls away |
| [00:28.57] | When we feel that we're born |
| [00:33.39] | Just to fall apart |
| [00:38.24] | And our mother lies in state |
| [00:43.04] | And the broken pitcher glistens |
| [00:47.95] | And the snow is at the window |
| [00:52.75] | Creating neither sign nor symbol |
| [00:57.71] | And the earth covers earth |
| [01:02.46] | And the mud lies in pools |
| [01:07.69] | Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken |
| [01:12.42] | And the dry wind bends and sighs |
| [01:17.28] | And the geese are running harmless |
| [01:22.18] | And our desires are running wild |
| [01:27.15] | Then we're looking at the smoke |
| [01:31.84] | That's rising from the incense |
| [01:36.76] | Neither coming here nor going |
| [01:41.25] | Neither heaven here nor hell |
| [01:46.12] | Neither borning here nor birthing |
| [01:50.90] | Neither dying here nor death |
| [01:55.86] | And we're wrapped inside our troubles |
| [02:00.67] | And we're wrapped inside our pain |
| [02:05.94] | And wracked with fires with longing |
| [02:10.70] | And our eyes are blind with night |
| [02:15.40] | With our fingers clutching coins |
| [02:20.18] | And our thoughts burning with 'I' |
| [02:24.93] | And our eyes cannot be sated |
| [02:29.80] | With the world and its nightmares |
| [02:34.83] | With the world and its dreams |
| [02:39.82] | Though later they'll be filled |
| [02:44.24] | With a small handful of dust |
| [02:49.21] | And the gods appear on the altars |
| [02:55.10] | And we recognise their face |
| [02:58.94] | It's a face that we have carved there |
| [03:03.85] | And it's full of fear and longing |
| [03:08.45] | And promises and threats |
| [03:13.07] | But they neither stoop to conquer |
| [03:18.04] | Nor do they stoop to praise |
| [03:22.85] | And the mines are void of diamonds |
| [03:27.86] | That we carry in our rags |
| [03:34.22] | Then all the world seems |
| [03:39.89] | A sadness song |
| [03:44.56] | A sadness song |
| [03:49.38] | A sadness song |
| [03:54.28] | And all the world seems |
| [03:59.02] | A sadness song |
| [04:02.90] | - End - |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Current Ninety Three ... |
| [00:18.87] | When we touch the world |
| [00:23.71] | And it falls away |
| [00:28.57] | When we feel that we' re born |
| [00:33.39] | Just to fall apart |
| [00:38.24] | And our mother lies in state |
| [00:43.04] | And the broken pitcher glistens |
| [00:47.95] | And the snow is at the window |
| [00:52.75] | Creating neither sign nor symbol |
| [00:57.71] | And the earth covers earth |
| [01:02.46] | And the mud lies in pools |
| [01:07.69] | Where the sanddunes stretch unbroken |
| [01:12.42] | And the dry wind bends and sighs |
| [01:17.28] | And the geese are running harmless |
| [01:22.18] | And our desires are running wild |
| [01:27.15] | Then we' re looking at the smoke |
| [01:31.84] | That' s rising from the incense |
| [01:36.76] | Neither coming here nor going |
| [01:41.25] | Neither heaven here nor hell |
| [01:46.12] | Neither borning here nor birthing |
| [01:50.90] | Neither dying here nor death |
| [01:55.86] | And we' re wrapped inside our troubles |
| [02:00.67] | And we' re wrapped inside our pain |
| [02:05.94] | And wracked with fires with longing |
| [02:10.70] | And our eyes are blind with night |
| [02:15.40] | With our fingers clutching coins |
| [02:20.18] | And our thoughts burning with ' I' |
| [02:24.93] | And our eyes cannot be sated |
| [02:29.80] | With the world and its nightmares |
| [02:34.83] | With the world and its dreams |
| [02:39.82] | Though later they' ll be filled |
| [02:44.24] | With a small handful of dust |
| [02:49.21] | And the gods appear on the altars |
| [02:55.10] | And we recognise their face |
| [02:58.94] | It' s a face that we have carved there |
| [03:03.85] | And it' s full of fear and longing |
| [03:08.45] | And promises and threats |
| [03:13.07] | But they neither stoop to conquer |
| [03:18.04] | Nor do they stoop to praise |
| [03:22.85] | And the mines are void of diamonds |
| [03:27.86] | That we carry in our rags |
| [03:34.22] | Then all the world seems |
| [03:39.89] | A sadness song |
| [03:44.56] | A sadness song |
| [03:49.38] | A sadness song |
| [03:54.28] | And all the world seems |
| [03:59.02] | A sadness song |
| [04:02.90] | End |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Current Ninety Three ... |
| [00:18.87] | When we touch the world |
| [00:23.71] | And it falls away |
| [00:28.57] | When we feel that we' re born |
| [00:33.39] | Just to fall apart |
| [00:38.24] | And our mother lies in state |
| [00:43.04] | And the broken pitcher glistens |
| [00:47.95] | And the snow is at the window |
| [00:52.75] | Creating neither sign nor symbol |
| [00:57.71] | And the earth covers earth |
| [01:02.46] | And the mud lies in pools |
| [01:07.69] | Where the sanddunes stretch unbroken |
| [01:12.42] | And the dry wind bends and sighs |
| [01:17.28] | And the geese are running harmless |
| [01:22.18] | And our desires are running wild |
| [01:27.15] | Then we' re looking at the smoke |
| [01:31.84] | That' s rising from the incense |
| [01:36.76] | Neither coming here nor going |
| [01:41.25] | Neither heaven here nor hell |
| [01:46.12] | Neither borning here nor birthing |
| [01:50.90] | Neither dying here nor death |
| [01:55.86] | And we' re wrapped inside our troubles |
| [02:00.67] | And we' re wrapped inside our pain |
| [02:05.94] | And wracked with fires with longing |
| [02:10.70] | And our eyes are blind with night |
| [02:15.40] | With our fingers clutching coins |
| [02:20.18] | And our thoughts burning with ' I' |
| [02:24.93] | And our eyes cannot be sated |
| [02:29.80] | With the world and its nightmares |
| [02:34.83] | With the world and its dreams |
| [02:39.82] | Though later they' ll be filled |
| [02:44.24] | With a small handful of dust |
| [02:49.21] | And the gods appear on the altars |
| [02:55.10] | And we recognise their face |
| [02:58.94] | It' s a face that we have carved there |
| [03:03.85] | And it' s full of fear and longing |
| [03:08.45] | And promises and threats |
| [03:13.07] | But they neither stoop to conquer |
| [03:18.04] | Nor do they stoop to praise |
| [03:22.85] | And the mines are void of diamonds |
| [03:27.86] | That we carry in our rags |
| [03:34.22] | Then all the world seems |
| [03:39.89] | A sadness song |
| [03:44.56] | A sadness song |
| [03:49.38] | A sadness song |
| [03:54.28] | And all the world seems |
| [03:59.02] | A sadness song |
| [04:02.90] | End |