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  • 作词 : Elena Marco
    作曲 : Elena Marco
    My mind is running with the water
    Racing, dodging stones and sticks along the stream
    The light turns those leaves above me into crystal
    And these little purple flowers defying the green
    That rock there
    Looks as though it had just fallen
    As if a giant kid
    Had emptied a giant pocket
    This place is like some secret wonder
    As if it was there just for me
    The moment I stepped out of the border
    If I turned around then it would all disappear
    That poor leach trying to bleed my shoe sole dry
    The moment I stepped into the river
    It was ready to strike
    It’s likewise there
    In those woods where glass kisses the sky
    You do what you can
    And you do what you do to survive
    The magic allure of the unseen
    There, where the forest thickens
    How many times I’ve dreamed
    Of getting lost in a place like this
    The odds are all against my returning
    To this nook of peace
    The list is long
    I’ve got a collector’s soul
    For latitudes, it seems
    Although in my head the scene is fading
    I hope somehow time will find a way
    To keep that place
    Exactly as it is
  • 作词 : Elena Marco
    作曲 : Elena Marco
    My mind is running with the water
    Racing, dodging stones and sticks along the stream
    The light turns those leaves above me into crystal
    And these little purple flowers defying the green
    That rock there
    Looks as though it had just fallen
    As if a giant kid
    Had emptied a giant pocket
    This place is like some secret wonder
    As if it was there just for me
    The moment I stepped out of the border
    If I turned around then it would all disappear
    That poor leach trying to bleed my shoe sole dry
    The moment I stepped into the river
    It was ready to strike
    It’s likewise there
    In those woods where glass kisses the sky
    You do what you can
    And you do what you do to survive
    The magic allure of the unseen
    There, where the forest thickens
    How many times I’ve dreamed
    Of getting lost in a place like this
    The odds are all against my returning
    To this nook of peace
    The list is long
    I’ve got a collector’s soul
    For latitudes, it seems
    Although in my head the scene is fading
    I hope somehow time will find a way
    To keep that place
    Exactly as it is