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作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
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作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
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Over there that little mountain rises, |
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while some others dissolve into a plain. |
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Time redefines itself |
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and falls in sadness grain by grain... |
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"Time, my dear, heals all the wounds", “ |
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the two-tongued echoes seem to say. |
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But nothing, nothing changes here, |
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this pain remains and will not go away. |
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"I went weak, as I grew old, “ |
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and time itself has made me slow...- |
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and as I close my eyes in sadness |
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a thousand seasons come and go..." |
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Mighty enough to cover all |
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and also cruel enough to reveal, |
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but all the wounds and scars he carries |
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neither force nor kiss can ever heal. |
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No, time heals nothing, nothing, nothing...- |
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spitefully turns away and laughs. |
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Leaves you half-broken and in defiance |
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is only added another scar... |
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Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing...- |
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spitefully turns away and laughs. |
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Leaves you half-broken and in defiance |
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is only added another scar... |
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Call it "blind" how he is writhing, |
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counting hours, centuries...- |
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the pain it grows and glows in tides, |
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unable to vanish, unwilling to cease... |
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Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing...- |
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pushes 'till we're diving into different flesh. |
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Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing |
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petrified within some unnameable shame... |
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"Time's fingers claw, I am losing hold, “ |
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there is no hope for you on earth. |
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Time either still or maybe rushing...- |
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in any case it will turn out worse...- |
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Time is fleeting, time stands still, |
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it stops for no one and you're trapped within, |
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but I do dream of the light, |
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he only falling back to the left-hand side... |
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"How I wish that I was dead “ |
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and rest in final peace...- |
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but even the luxury of death |
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can't cure the wounds time cannot heal..." |
