| Song | The Cloud |
| Artist | Bill Douglas |
| Album | Songs of Earth & Sky |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The Cloud | |
| Bill Douglas | |
| Songs of Earth and Sky | |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Douglas |
| [00:25.79] | I am the daughter of Earth and Water |
| [00:30.15] | And the nursling of the Sky; |
| [00:35.58] | I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores |
| [00:41.67] | I change, but I cannot die. |
| [00:46.87] | For after the rain with never a stain |
| [00:52.48] | The pavilion of Heaven is Gale, |
| [00:57.92] | And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams |
| [01:03.55] | Build up the blue dome of air, |
| [01:09.08] | I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, |
| [01:14.89] | And out of the caverns of rain, |
| [01:20.22] | Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, |
| [01:26.02] | I arise and unbuild it again. |
| [01:33.64] | |
| [01:56.52] | I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, |
| [02:01.57] | From the seas and the streams; |
| [02:07.57] | I bear light shade for the leaves when laid |
| [02:12.84] | In their noonday dreams. |
| [02:18.64] | From my wings are shaken the dews that waken |
| [02:24.23] | The sweet buds every one, |
| [02:29.88] | When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, |
| [02:35.18] | As she dances about the sun. |
| [02:41.07] | I wield the flail of the lashing hail, |
| [02:46.59] | And whiten the green plains under, |
| [02:52.19] | And then again I dissolve it in rain, |
| [02:57.68] | And laugh as I pass in thunder. |
| [03:04.82] | |
| [03:50.57] | I am the daughter of Earth and Water |
| [03:55.52] | And the nursling of the Sky; |
| [04:01.40] | I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores |
| [04:06.54] | I change, but I cannot die. |
| [04:12.29] | For after the rain with never a stain |
| [04:17.91] | The pavilion of Heaven is Gale, |
| [04:23.47] | And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams |
| [04:28.85] | Build up the blue dome of air, |
| [04:34.76] | I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, |
| [04:40.70] | And out of the caverns of rain, |
| [04:45.96] | Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, |
| [04:51.77] | I arise and unbuild it again. |
| [04:59.62] |
| The Cloud | |
| Bill Douglas | |
| Songs of Earth and Sky | |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Douglas |
| [00:25.79] | I am the daughter of Earth and Water |
| [00:30.15] | And the nursling of the Sky |
| [00:35.58] | I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores |
| [00:41.67] | I change, but I cannot die. |
| [00:46.87] | For after the rain with never a stain |
| [00:52.48] | The pavilion of Heaven is Gale, |
| [00:57.92] | And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams |
| [01:03.55] | Build up the blue dome of air, |
| [01:09.08] | I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, |
| [01:14.89] | And out of the caverns of rain, |
| [01:20.22] | Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, |
| [01:26.02] | I arise and unbuild it again. |
| [01:33.64] | |
| [01:56.52] | I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, |
| [02:01.57] | From the seas and the streams |
| [02:07.57] | I bear light shade for the leaves when laid |
| [02:12.84] | In their noonday dreams. |
| [02:18.64] | From my wings are shaken the dews that waken |
| [02:24.23] | The sweet buds every one, |
| [02:29.88] | When rocked to rest on their mother' s breast, |
| [02:35.18] | As she dances about the sun. |
| [02:41.07] | I wield the flail of the lashing hail, |
| [02:46.59] | And whiten the green plains under, |
| [02:52.19] | And then again I dissolve it in rain, |
| [02:57.68] | And laugh as I pass in thunder. |
| [03:04.82] | |
| [03:50.57] | I am the daughter of Earth and Water |
| [03:55.52] | And the nursling of the Sky |
| [04:01.40] | I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores |
| [04:06.54] | I change, but I cannot die. |
| [04:12.29] | For after the rain with never a stain |
| [04:17.91] | The pavilion of Heaven is Gale, |
| [04:23.47] | And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams |
| [04:28.85] | Build up the blue dome of air, |
| [04:34.76] | I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, |
| [04:40.70] | And out of the caverns of rain, |
| [04:45.96] | Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, |
| [04:51.77] | I arise and unbuild it again. |
| [04:59.62] |
| The Cloud | |
| Bill Douglas | |
| Songs of Earth and Sky | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Douglas |
| [00:25.79] | I am the daughter of Earth and Water |
| [00:30.15] | And the nursling of the Sky |
| [00:35.58] | I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores |
| [00:41.67] | I change, but I cannot die. |
| [00:46.87] | For after the rain with never a stain |
| [00:52.48] | The pavilion of Heaven is Gale, |
| [00:57.92] | And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams |
| [01:03.55] | Build up the blue dome of air, |
| [01:09.08] | I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, |
| [01:14.89] | And out of the caverns of rain, |
| [01:20.22] | Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, |
| [01:26.02] | I arise and unbuild it again. |
| [01:33.64] | |
| [01:56.52] | I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, |
| [02:01.57] | From the seas and the streams |
| [02:07.57] | I bear light shade for the leaves when laid |
| [02:12.84] | In their noonday dreams. |
| [02:18.64] | From my wings are shaken the dews that waken |
| [02:24.23] | The sweet buds every one, |
| [02:29.88] | When rocked to rest on their mother' s breast, |
| [02:35.18] | As she dances about the sun. |
| [02:41.07] | I wield the flail of the lashing hail, |
| [02:46.59] | And whiten the green plains under, |
| [02:52.19] | And then again I dissolve it in rain, |
| [02:57.68] | And laugh as I pass in thunder. |
| [03:04.82] | |
| [03:50.57] | I am the daughter of Earth and Water |
| [03:55.52] | And the nursling of the Sky |
| [04:01.40] | I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores |
| [04:06.54] | I change, but I cannot die. |
| [04:12.29] | For after the rain with never a stain |
| [04:17.91] | The pavilion of Heaven is Gale, |
| [04:23.47] | And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams |
| [04:28.85] | Build up the blue dome of air, |
| [04:34.76] | I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, |
| [04:40.70] | And out of the caverns of rain, |
| [04:45.96] | Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, |
| [04:51.77] | I arise and unbuild it again. |
| [04:59.62] |