[00:00.000] 作词 : Alela Diane
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Alela Diane
[00:11.270]The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin
[00:17.790]So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill
[00:23.580]Meet me where the snow mount flows
[00:30.540]It is there my dear where we will begin again
[00:38.320]Skipping stones
[00:43.830]Braiding hair
[00:49.580]Last year's antlers mark the trail
[01:02.290]Take us back oh take us back
[01:05.190]Oh take us
[01:09.660]Take us back
[01:14.520]Take us back oh take us back
[01:17.360]Oh take us
[01:21.190]Take us back
[01:24.440]
[01:45.789]I've a friend who lives out by the rivers mouth
[01:52.280]He knows the fiddles cry is an old sound
[01:58.289]A lonesome creeks and moans of empty houses
[02:05.100]Are songs of like fallen rain
[02:12.650]Windblown buildings
[02:18.770]Muddy ground
[02:24.710]The strength of water can sink a man
[02:36.000]Take us back oh take us back
[02:40.510]Oh take us
[02:44.150]Take us back
[02:49.240]Take us back oh take us back
[02:52.590]Oh take us
[02:56.560]Take us back
[02:59.600]
[03:21.710]When the higher hills have turned blue
[03:27.670]And the waves are lapping where the children grew
[03:34.150]All that we have know will be an echo
[03:39.910]Of days when love was true
[03:48.570]Muted voices
[03:53.660]Just beyond
[03:59.700]The silent surface of what has gone
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作词 : Alela Diane
作曲 : Alela Diane
The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin
So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill
Meet me where the snow mount flows
It is there my dear where we will begin again
Skipping stones
Braiding hair
Last year's antlers mark the trail
Take us back oh take us back
Oh take us
Take us back
Take us back oh take us back
Oh take us
Take us back
I've a friend who lives out by the rivers mouth
He knows the fiddles cry is an old sound
A lonesome creeks and moans of empty houses
Are songs of like fallen rain
Windblown buildings
Muddy ground
The strength of water can sink a man
Take us back oh take us back
Oh take us
Take us back
Take us back oh take us back
Oh take us
Take us back
When the higher hills have turned blue
And the waves are lapping where the children grew
All that we have know will be an echo
Of days when love was true
Muted voices
Just beyond
The silent surface of what has gone