| [00:00.00] |
作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] |
作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:09.453] |
Will I become like the old man from next door? |
| [00:43.571] |
Obsessed with fear of losing his mind, |
| [00:49.552] |
he soon couldn't take care of himself anymore. |
| [00:52.564] |
He had no friends or relatives to look after him, |
| [01:03.84] |
only once a week some male nurse dropped in. |
| [01:11.827] |
He was found in his bed,dehydrated... |
| [01:15.556] |
unconscious,as he was,they brought him to a diffrent place. |
| [01:25.342] |
"We have never heard of him since..." |
| [01:29.87] |
He lived alone in his house for most of his life, |
| [01:37.782] |
and I wouldn't be suprised, |
| [01:42.407] |
If he had died the same day they put him in a room |
| [01:48.265] |
with the people he'd never seem before. |
| [01:53.431] |
He had a wild garden behind his house... |
| [01:59.374] |
so beautiful and dark. |
| [02:01.228] |
woodpeckers and squirrels lived there, |
| [02:04.793] |
and hedgehogs,mice and martens. |
| [02:06.653] |
Hazelnut-trees and wild strawberries grew, |
| [02:10.615] |
and cherries,apples and pears,and currants of red and black... |
| [02:16.741] |
all hidden in this private place. |
| [02:20.761] |
In the safty of the shadows the fragile fern slept, |
| [02:36.58] |
aloneg the winding paths the wild-flowers wept, |
| [02:39.218] |
snowdrops noddld their little heads in spring, |
| [02:42.334] |
of which I do not know the names... |
| [02:45.345] |
And,of course,there was ivy everywhere. |
| [02:50.614] |
It happend the same week they took him away |
| [03:19.557] |
workers hacked down all the trees in the garden... |
| [03:22.682] |
hired by the envious people outside...who had always terrified |
| [03:28.60] |
by the beauty that enchanted this place, |
| [03:32.343] |
and the darkness it was breathing. |
| [03:34.857] |
Yet,none of them could keep the DEAD BIRDS FROM SINGING... |
