作词 : Tomas Pettersson 作曲 : Tomas Pettersson Never before, at the beauty of spring; Have I noticed the scent, of so many things Of maple and cherry, and roses of red; And the lingering stench, of the wandering dead No further than nature, I wander to breathe; The fluttering scent, of flowers and ****s The quickening scent, of upgrading pines; Refreshingly green, from the changing in times 'Camouflaged by grief and dissembled in sorrow; the advent of spring, in the rise of tomorrow Shall weather its beauty and relish its pain; wandering forth in golden rain' I heed to the singing, of birds in the sky; Roused by the sprouting, of life that revives I cherish this season, not lasting for long; Where the sounding of conflict, is blended song I heed to the crackle, of opening sprouts; At the beauty of springtime, where flowers arise I rest among grass, that is emerald green; Tranquil with a healthy, abundance of spleen 'Camouflaged by grief and dissembled in sorrow; the advent of spring, in the rise of tomorrow Shall weather its beauty and relish its pain; wandering forth in golden rain' Erect and majestic, of blistering crowns; The oak trees are growing, at the rising of time On freshly cut grass, on an emerald lawn; I heed to the sounding, and the making of spawn Never before, at the beauty of spring; Have I noticed the scent, of so many things Of lilies and daisies, and red pimpernel; And the fluttering scent, of the fires from Hell 'Camouflaged by grief and dissembled in sorrow; the advent of spring, in the rise of tomorrow Shall weather its beauty and relish its pain; wandering forth in golden rain'
[00:00.000] 作词 : Tomas Pettersson [00:01.000] 作曲 : Tomas Pettersson [01:17.62][00:39.37]Never before, at the beauty of spring; [01:22.13][00:43.56]Have I noticed the scent, of so many things [01:26.76][00:48.67]Of maple and cherry, and roses of red; [01:31.64][00:53.43]And the lingering stench, of the wandering dead [01:36.63][00:58.26]No further than nature, I wander to breathe; [01:41.18][01:02.45]The fluttering scent, of flowers and ****s [01:45.86][01:07.58]The quickening scent, of upgrading pines; [01:50.89][01:12.56]Refreshingly green, from the changing in times [01:56.23]'Camouflaged by grief and dissembled in sorrow; [02:01.49]the advent of spring, in the rise of tomorrow [02:06.19]Shall weather its beauty and relish its pain; [02:10.69]wandering forth in golden rain' [03:12.62][02:34.40]I heed to the singing, of birds in the sky; [03:17.22][02:38.89]Roused by the sprouting, of life that revives [03:21.89][02:43.79]I cherish this season, not lasting for long; [03:26.80][02:48.49]Where the sounding of conflict, is blended song [03:31.74][02:53.26]I heed to the crackle, of opening sprouts; [03:36.45][02:57.57]At the beauty of springtime, where flowers arise [03:41.23][03:02.72]I rest among grass, that is emerald green; [03:45.95][03:07.45]Tranquil with a healthy, abundance of spleen [03:51.45]'Camouflaged by grief and dissembled in sorrow; [03:56.53]the advent of spring, in the rise of tomorrow [04:01.31]Shall weather its beauty and relish its pain; [04:05.89]wandering forth in golden rain' [05:07.92][04:29.56]Erect and majestic, of blistering crowns; [05:12.39][04:34.50]The oak trees are growing, at the rising of time [05:17.15][04:38.81]On freshly cut grass, on an emerald lawn; [05:21.85][04:43.58]I heed to the sounding, and the making of spawn [05:27.30][04:48.50]Never before, at the beauty of spring; [05:31.57][04:53.19]Have I noticed the scent, of so many things [05:36.26][04:58.16]Of lilies and daisies, and red pimpernel; [05:41.14][05:02.98]And the fluttering scent, of the fires from Hell [05:46.35]'Camouflaged by grief and dissembled in sorrow; [05:51.48]the advent of spring, in the rise of tomorrow [05:56.21]Shall weather its beauty and relish its pain; [06:00.91]wandering forth in golden rain'
