作词 : Valdenir Martins de Brito
作曲 : Valdenir Martins de Brito
Clocks keep turning with no sound,
Hands reach out but grasp the air.
Mountains stand, then crumble down,
Yet no one stays to care.
Dust remembers what we forget,
Time keeps debts we haven't met.
Still we run beneath the sky,
Nothing new beneath the sun.
Tides return, though oceans dry,
We leave, but we’re never gone.
The rivers speak in worn-out lines,
And still the sea remains unmet.
The names erased by ancient signs,
Repeat in lips that just forget.
Footprints vanish in the sand,
Yet we walk the same old land.
Still we run beneath the sky,
Nothing new beneath the sun.
Tides return, though oceans dry,
We leave, but we’re never gone.
What is gain beneath the toil?
Hands grow tired, hearts grow thin.
The circle turns on borrowed soil,
And ends where it begins.
Still we run beneath the sky,
Nothing new beneath the sun.
Tides return, though oceans dry,
We leave, but we’re never gone.
作词 : Valdenir Martins de Brito
作曲 : Valdenir Martins de Brito
[Verse 1]
Clocks keep turning with no sound,
Hands reach out but grasp the air.
Mountains stand, then crumble down,
Yet no one stays to care.
[Pre-Chorus]
Dust remembers what we forget,
Time keeps debts we haven't met.
[Chorus]
Still we run beneath the sky,
Nothing new beneath the sun.
Tides return, though oceans dry,
We leave, but we’re never gone.
[Verse 2]
The rivers speak in worn-out lines,
And still the sea remains unmet.
The names erased by ancient signs,
Repeat in lips that just forget.
[Pre-Chorus]
Footprints vanish in the sand,
Yet we walk the same old land.
[Chorus]
Still we run beneath the sky,
Nothing new beneath the sun.
Tides return, though oceans dry,
We leave, but we’re never gone.
[Bridge]
What is gain beneath the toil?
Hands grow tired, hearts grow thin.
The circle turns on borrowed soil,
And ends where it begins.
[Final Chorus]
Still we run beneath the sky,
Nothing new beneath the sun.
Tides return, though oceans dry,
We leave, but we’re never gone.