On the cold bridge of grey stones,
stood the old man in his grey robe
Pouring them to the water.
So began the pouring.
Light frozen...
Down snowing...
Light was weakening.
Grey was the curtain.
Wide were the shores
Of the grey and green seas.
It was final.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:17.457]On the cold bridge of grey stones,
[00:34.655]stood the old man in his grey robe
[01:08.983]Pouring them to the water.
[02:45.747]So began the pouring.
[03:08.655]Light frozen...
[03:20.563]Down snowing...
[05:54.670]Light was weakening.
[06:02.137]Grey was the curtain.
[06:26.064]Wide were the shores
[06:33.877]Of the grey and green seas.
[07:08.232]It was final.
On the cold bridge of grey stones,
stood the old man in his grey robe
Pouring them to the water.
So began the pouring.
Light frozen...
Down snowing...
Light was weakening.
Grey was the curtain.
Wide were the shores
Of the grey and green seas.
It was final.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:17.457]On the cold bridge of grey stones,
[00:34.655]stood the old man in his grey robe
[01:08.983]Pouring them to the water.
[02:45.747]So began the pouring.
[03:08.655]Light frozen...
[03:20.563]Down snowing...
[05:54.670]Light was weakening.
[06:02.137]Grey was the curtain.
[06:26.064]Wide were the shores
[06:33.877]Of the grey and green seas.
[07:08.232]It was final.
As the crowds are now left behind,
I enter the vastness of green.
I was weary of all the noise around.
For my ears,
silence is the ultimate sound.
The...
Up there, time is air.
Up there, place is warmth.
Up there, dustbridge; the throne.
Up there, he is alone.
Up there, the light of no sun;
Dim is the g...
I turned around
The path was gone
Took a step back
Fell on my face
Fully covered
Up by the woods
On a carpet
Of thick moss
The sun
Filling half
Of the...
Cold creeps in and I start to feel
Each bone of each of my fingers
Darkness like a cloak on my shoulders
Silence almost close enough to touch
I play m...
As the crowds are now left behind
I enter the vastness of green
I was weary of all the noise around
For my ears silence is the ultimate sound
The fore...
Up there time is air
Up there place is warmth
Up there dustbridge; the throne
Up there he is alone
Up there the light of no sun
Dim is the glow
Up the...
Sweet is the air under the forceful wings
Sharp is the gaze to read
Reflections from distant lakes
Calls from distant mountains
That brings summonings...
Sweet is the air under the forceful wings,
Sharp is the gaze to read.
Reflections from distant lakes,
Calls from distant mountains
That brings summoni...