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  • 作曲 : Terence Teo
    Long Ago,there was a bird who sang
    but just once in her life
    From the moment she left the nest
    she searched the longest leaf for a thorn tree
    never resting until she found one
    Then she began to sing
    more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth
    But carry away in the rapturous honor song
    she impaled herself on the longest, sharpest thorn
    As she was dying
    she rose above her own agony to
    out-sing even the lark and the nightingale.
    The thorn bird traded her life for that one song and
    the whole world was captured to listen
    And God, in His heaven smiles
    As her very best was brought out only of the cost of great pain
    Driven by the thorn, with no fear for her death to come
    But when we push the thorn into our breast
    We know
    We understand
    And still we choose the pain of the thorn
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Terence Teo
    [00:23.10]Long Ago,there was a bird who sang
    [00:24.93]but just once in her life
    [00:27.61]From the moment she left the nest
    [00:29.39]she searched the longest leaf for a thorn tree
    [00:32.21]never resting until she found one
    [00:36.04]Then she began to sing
    [00:38.01]more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth
    [00:43.37]But carry away in the rapturous honor song
    [00:46.84]she impaled herself on the longest, sharpest thorn
    [00:52.68]As she was dying
    [00:54.94]she rose above her own agony to
    [00:56.00]out-sing even the lark and the nightingale.
    [01:00.80]The thorn bird traded her life for that one song and
    [01:04.33]the whole world was captured to listen
    [01:07.56]And God, in His heaven smiles
    [01:13.63]As her very best was brought out only of the cost of great pain
    [01:19.77]Driven by the thorn, with no fear for her death to come
    [01:24.72]But when we push the thorn into our breast
    [01:28.93]We know
    [01:30.69]We understand
    [01:32.68]And still we choose the pain of the thorn