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作词 : Ferenc Kapiller |
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作曲 : Ferenc Kapiller |
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A cold breeze of dawn I feel on my skin |
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While I’m waiting on the shore |
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Fly my sorrow o fly away with the wind |
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As the waves of dark waters roar |
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If only I’d recall that forgotten time |
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Sank in dark waters of yore |
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I’d gather shards of what was mine |
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Washed piece by piece ashore |
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If I could dive deep and grow my own fins |
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I’d like to swim like a sea serpent swims |
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Towards the horizon and the morning star |
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Play in the foams of waves from afar |
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If I could dive deep and grow my own fins |
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I’d like to swim like a sea serpent swims |
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To rule all the seas and the roots of the earth |
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To shape all new cycles and witness all the dying and rebirth |
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Surface is my heavens I worship the light |
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Between semidarkness and eternal night |
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I see setting sun through a fragmented glass |
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Firmament sustained by eelgrass |
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A cold breeze of dawn I feel on my skin |
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While sailing under grey skies |
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Fly my sorrow o fly away with the wind |
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Like vapours from dark waters rise |
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If only I’d recall that forgotten time |
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Sank in dark waters of yore |
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I’d gather shards of what was mine |
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Washed piece by piece ashore |
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If I could dive deep and grow my own fins |
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I’d like to swim like a sea serpent swims |
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And rule all the seas and the roots of the earth |
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To let them all know and see what it’s worth |
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If I could dive deep and grow my own fins |
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I’d like to swim like a sea serpent swims |
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To shed salty tears for the passing of all |
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Abyss calls me and I’m not ready to answer the call |
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Could I dive into the dark |
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The darkest of the trenches of the deep |
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Surface is my heavens I worship the light |
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Between semidarkness and eternal night |
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I see setting sun through a fragmented glass |
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Firmament sustained by eelgrass |
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The blue-grey darkening the increasing pressure |
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Cooling blood vessels heart rate going low |
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Blind visual nerves unable to measure |
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An empty universe waiting for me below |
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Waiting below |
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I am the soul of the ocean |
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Every grain of sand on the seaside |
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I set the tides in purposive motion |
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To wash down the shelves my pain to subside |
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The blue-grey darkening the increasing pressure |
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Cooling blood vessels heart rate going low |
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Blind visual nerves unable to measure |
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An empty universe waiting for me below |
