作词 : XINGLIN ZHENG 作曲 : XINGLIN ZHENG Dad, do you like my doll? she can dance Veiled in lights, she dances, a marionette bound by strings Each step a story of dreams untold, spun from the shadows she clings But beneath the shimmer, a silent war rages A soul caught in storms, penned in gilded cages Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore In the quiet of her mirror, reflections taunt and jeer A chorus of "could have beens", a waltz of fear She paints her smile, layer on layer The mask of the joyful, the eternal soothsayer Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore With every curtain rise, a piece of her fades away Sold for applause, in dazzling disarray Whispers of liberation, traded for a golden chain A deal with shadows, for moments of feigned fame Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore. Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore. Then comes the fall, like autumn leaves she wilts Under the weight of gilt and the empire she built No more the dance, no more the bright parade Just a silent stage and the deals she made Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore But from the ashes of despair, a spark begins to ignite In the darkest of hours, she finds her fight Casting off strings, with a fierce, newfound might She rises, a phoenix, into the night Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore Freed from the strings, her steps light and new She dances for herself, not for the view Freed from the strings, her steps light and new She dances for herself, not for the view Under the moon's gentle gaze, she finally sees The marionette no more, her spirit free
[00:00.000] 作词 : XINGLIN ZHENG [00:01.000] 作曲 : XINGLIN ZHENG [00:07.669]Dad, do you like my doll? she can dance [00:29.042]Veiled in lights, she dances, a marionette bound by strings [00:37.871]Each step a story of dreams untold, spun from the shadows she clings [00:45.850]But beneath the shimmer, a silent war rages [00:53.026]A soul caught in storms, penned in gilded cages [01:01.258]Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore [01:20.810]In the quiet of her mirror, reflections taunt and jeer [01:25.832]A chorus of "could have beens", a waltz of fear [01:29.834]She paints her smile, layer on layer [01:35.099]The mask of the joyful, the eternal soothsayer [01:41.546]Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore [01:55.539]With every curtain rise, a piece of her fades away [01:59.866]Sold for applause, in dazzling disarray [02:03.581]Whispers of liberation, traded for a golden chain [02:11.168]A deal with shadows, for moments of feigned fame [02:19.611]Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore. [03:06.194]Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore. [03:22.286]Then comes the fall, like autumn leaves she wilts [03:25.738]Under the weight of gilt and the empire she built [03:30.650]No more the dance, no more the bright parade [03:34.044]Just a silent stage and the deals she made [03:40.551]Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore [03:51.729]But from the ashes of despair, a spark begins to ignite [03:56.567]In the darkest of hours, she finds her fight [04:00.447]Casting off strings, with a fierce, newfound might [04:04.181]She rises, a phoenix, into the night [04:08.540]Strings may bind, but spirits soar, in the dance of freedom evermore [04:29.613]Freed from the strings, her steps light and new [04:37.347]She dances for herself, not for the view [04:49.147]Freed from the strings, her steps light and new [04:54.094]She dances for herself, not for the view [05:11.702]Under the moon's gentle gaze, she finally sees [05:19.369]The marionette no more, her spirit free
