| Song | Hades & Persephone |
| Artist | Anaïs Mitchell |
| Album | The Brightness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mitchell | |
| (from Hadestown) | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| Hades, my husband, Hades, my light | |
| Hades, my darkness | |
| if you had heard how he sang tonight | |
| you'd pity poor Orpheus! | |
| all of his sorrow won't fit in his chest | |
| it just burns like a fire in the pit of his chest | |
| and his heart is a bird on a spit in his chest | |
| how long, how long, how long? | |
| HADES | |
| how long? just as long as Hades is king | |
| nothing comes of wishing on stars | |
| nothing comes of the songs people sing | |
| however sorry they are | |
| give them a piece and they'll take it all | |
| show them the crack and they'll tear down the wall | |
| lend them an ear and the kingdom will fall | |
| the kingdom will fall for a song | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| what does he care for the logic of kings? | |
| the laws of your underworld? | |
| it is only for love that he sings! | |
| he sings for the love of a girl | |
| HADES | |
| you and your pity don't fit in my bed | |
| you just burn like a fire in the pit of my bed | |
| and I turn like a bird on a spit in my bed | |
| how long, how long, how long? | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| how long? just as long as I am your wife | |
| it's true the earth must die | |
| but then the earth comes back to life | |
| and the sun just goes on rising | |
| BOTH | |
| and how does the sun even fit in the sky? | |
| it just burns like a fire in the pit of the sky | |
| and the earth is a bird on a spit in the sky | |
| how long, how long, how long? |
| zuo qu : Mitchell | |
| from Hadestown | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| Hades, my husband, Hades, my light | |
| Hades, my darkness | |
| if you had heard how he sang tonight | |
| you' d pity poor Orpheus! | |
| all of his sorrow won' t fit in his chest | |
| it just burns like a fire in the pit of his chest | |
| and his heart is a bird on a spit in his chest | |
| how long, how long, how long? | |
| HADES | |
| how long? just as long as Hades is king | |
| nothing comes of wishing on stars | |
| nothing comes of the songs people sing | |
| however sorry they are | |
| give them a piece and they' ll take it all | |
| show them the crack and they' ll tear down the wall | |
| lend them an ear and the kingdom will fall | |
| the kingdom will fall for a song | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| what does he care for the logic of kings? | |
| the laws of your underworld? | |
| it is only for love that he sings! | |
| he sings for the love of a girl | |
| HADES | |
| you and your pity don' t fit in my bed | |
| you just burn like a fire in the pit of my bed | |
| and I turn like a bird on a spit in my bed | |
| how long, how long, how long? | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| how long? just as long as I am your wife | |
| it' s true the earth must die | |
| but then the earth comes back to life | |
| and the sun just goes on rising | |
| BOTH | |
| and how does the sun even fit in the sky? | |
| it just burns like a fire in the pit of the sky | |
| and the earth is a bird on a spit in the sky | |
| how long, how long, how long? |
| zuò qǔ : Mitchell | |
| from Hadestown | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| Hades, my husband, Hades, my light | |
| Hades, my darkness | |
| if you had heard how he sang tonight | |
| you' d pity poor Orpheus! | |
| all of his sorrow won' t fit in his chest | |
| it just burns like a fire in the pit of his chest | |
| and his heart is a bird on a spit in his chest | |
| how long, how long, how long? | |
| HADES | |
| how long? just as long as Hades is king | |
| nothing comes of wishing on stars | |
| nothing comes of the songs people sing | |
| however sorry they are | |
| give them a piece and they' ll take it all | |
| show them the crack and they' ll tear down the wall | |
| lend them an ear and the kingdom will fall | |
| the kingdom will fall for a song | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| what does he care for the logic of kings? | |
| the laws of your underworld? | |
| it is only for love that he sings! | |
| he sings for the love of a girl | |
| HADES | |
| you and your pity don' t fit in my bed | |
| you just burn like a fire in the pit of my bed | |
| and I turn like a bird on a spit in my bed | |
| how long, how long, how long? | |
| PERSEPHONE | |
| how long? just as long as I am your wife | |
| it' s true the earth must die | |
| but then the earth comes back to life | |
| and the sun just goes on rising | |
| BOTH | |
| and how does the sun even fit in the sky? | |
| it just burns like a fire in the pit of the sky | |
| and the earth is a bird on a spit in the sky | |
| how long, how long, how long? |