作曲/编曲 Yuria Miyazono 作词 tumuri whon iou's wer losin te deepes fres of fairies, te senpos wa melodi of te harp ont flut. en twilih of evoni, tei're humen wit kietnes. te boi wa alon en te kasle. te boi had lih sken. his lif-strem wan sen srou te surfas. te evoni lih fadet awai to te gor harp's melodi. a velveti blac surten cam don fron te weski. hi new acomen kolaps of te kasle a krista birt is flen awai srou te fores. hi gos don te spiral satairs folowet bi dar to hide en rosgardeon. so plese sena fairi-son fron te deepes fores. e mus fint iou befor naht woult com ther. whon io's wer losin te deepes fores of fairies, te senpos wa melodi of te harp ont flut. en monlith of midnaht. tey ceset humen wit darnes. te kasle wal kraket witou asount. te boi wa anserten presons. te londskap wa sen srou te bodi. te sanlih wa expektet to aper to te sirber flut's melodi. a velveti blac surten als covert te easki. hi saw te frail kasle colapsen kite calmli. a krista birt fasc te lile boi wit frailitl. el tak him ouof te fores wo is fraihonet at te darnes. so plese sena fairi-son fron te deepes fores. e mus le iou eskap fron on ondles naht. ouof te gardon, mani flouer-fragmons are dropen en te went. tei areswimen srou te moset-woots wit us. hou bresles! bu we mus huri for a pas wher fairi son ekhos. on a cozi hil ouof te fores. we con jus se shiniant snowi sanris. loken don a vieu of a lonli toun, iou le me se te sorouful pises of a brokon krista-birt while saen wha temp twenki tei are somon kuckles merili a krista birt wals flour skeical sadow so iou mus tel te krista pises abou teir tronsion parten en mater of secons, holi sansen le iou vanis wit agiof kruel pen after iour exil, te ficsona sfer coms to be filet wit swee fog whon io's are losin te deepes fores of fairies te senpos id melodi of teharp ont flut. te son of fairies is geten fenter ant fenter bu te stori would nerver ont fairies woult continu to sen eternali for iou.
[00:13.64]作曲/编曲 Yuria Miyazono [00:26.26]作词 tumuri [00:43.81]whon iou's wer losin te deepes fres of fairies, [00:49.52]te senpos wa melodi of te harp ont flut. [00:54.52]en twilih of evoni, tei're humen wit kietnes. [01:00.74]te boi wa alon en te kasle. [01:05.84]te boi had lih sken. [01:08.45]his lif-strem wan sen srou te surfas. [01:10.84]te evoni lih fadet awai to te gor harp's melodi. [01:16.75]a velveti blac surten cam don fron te weski. [01:22.78]hi new acomen kolaps of te kasle [01:30.04]a krista birt is flen awai srou te fores. [01:35.44]hi gos don te spiral satairs folowet bi dar to hide en rosgardeon. [01:40.98]so plese sena fairi-son fron te deepes fores. [01:46.38]e mus fint iou befor naht woult com ther. [02:00.75]whon io's wer losin te deepes fores of fairies, [02:06.13]te senpos wa melodi of te harp ont flut. [02:11.27]en monlith of midnaht. [02:14.30]tey ceset humen wit darnes. [02:17.34]te kasle wal kraket witou asount. [02:22.25]te boi wa anserten presons. [02:25.26]te londskap wa sen srou te bodi. [02:27.49]te sanlih wa expektet to aper to te sirber flut's melodi. [02:33.42]a velveti blac surten als covert te easki. [02:39.57]hi saw te frail kasle colapsen kite calmli. [02:46.63]a krista birt fasc te lile boi wit frailitl. [02:52.06]el tak him ouof te fores wo is fraihonet at te darnes. [02:57.48]so plese sena fairi-son fron te deepes fores. [03:02.87]e mus le iou eskap fron on ondles naht. [03:28.10]ouof te gardon, mani flouer-fragmons are dropen en te went. [03:34.19]tei areswimen srou te moset-woots wit us. [03:40.87]hou bresles! [03:43.96]bu we mus huri for a pas wher fairi son ekhos. [03:49.75]on a cozi hil ouof te fores. [03:52.50]we con jus se shiniant snowi sanris. [03:57.39]loken don a vieu of a lonli toun, [04:00.70]iou le me se te sorouful pises of a brokon krista-birt [04:06.45]while saen wha temp twenki tei are [04:08.95]somon kuckles merili [04:16.59]a krista birt wals flour skeical sadow [04:21.93]so iou mus tel te krista pises abou teir tronsion parten [04:28.07]en mater of secons, holi sansen le iou vanis wit agiof kruel pen [04:32.78]after iour exil, [04:34.56]te ficsona sfer coms to be filet wit swee fog [04:44.66]whon io's are losin te deepes fores of fairies [04:50.67]te senpos id melodi of teharp ont flut. [04:55.54]te son of fairies is geten fenter ant fenter [04:59.08]bu te stori would nerver ont [05:01.73]fairies woult continu to sen eternali for iou.
