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Healing Hands' Magic - 齐牧遥.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : 齐牧遥
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 齐牧遥
[00:17.952] [Intro]
[00:17.952] Soft whispers in the air,
[00:22.021] A touch that melts despair,
[00:25.571] Here in this tranquil space,
[00:29.242] Time slows its endless race.
[00:36.526] [Verse 1]
[00:36.526] Her hands, they know the way,
[00:40.392] To ease the aches of day,
[00:44.162] With every gentle press,
[00:47.744] She brings the soul to rest.
[00:50.039] [Chorus]
[00:50.039] Healing hands, they guide the flow,
[00:58.065] In every stroke, the calm will grow,
[01:01.755] A journey through the sands of time,
[01:05.585] In her care, the world’s sublime.
[01:28.318] [Verse 2]
[01:28.318] A scent of jasmine blooms,
[01:32.134] In softly lit rooms,
[01:35.712] Her touch, a tender art,
[01:39.654] Mends the weary heart.
[01:46.117] [Chorus]
[01:46.117] Healing hands, they guide the flow,
[01:49.767] In every stroke, the calm will grow,
[01:52.500] A journey through the sands of time,
[01:57.307] In her care, the world’s sublime.
[02:03.166] [Bridge]
[02:03.166] In the rhythm of her palms,
[02:07.123] Every worry finds its calm,
[02:10.930] A symphony of peace,
[02:14.498] Where all tensions cease.
[02:17.872] [Outro]
[02:17.872] As the session fades away,
[02:22.021] A brighter, lighter day,
[02:25.643] Her healing hands remain,
[02:29.441] A balm for every pain.
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作词 : 齐牧遥
作曲 : 齐牧遥

Soft whispers in the air,
A touch that melts despair,
Here in this tranquil space,
Time slows its endless race.

Her hands, they know the way,
To ease the aches of day,
With every gentle press,
She brings the soul to rest.

Healing hands, they guide the flow,
In every stroke, the calm will grow,
A journey through the sands of time,
In her care, the world’s sublime.

A scent of jasmine blooms,
In softly lit rooms,
Her touch, a tender art,
Mends the weary heart.

Healing hands, they guide the flow,
In every stroke, the calm will grow,
A journey through the sands of time,
In her care, the world’s sublime.

In the rhythm of her palms,
Every worry finds its calm,
A symphony of peace,
Where all tensions cease.

As the session fades away,
A brighter, lighter day,
Her healing hands remain,
A balm for every pain.