[00:00.00] 作曲 : Gordon Lightfoot
[00:35.31]The last time i saw her face, her eyes were bathed in starlight and her hair hung long
[00:51.87]The last time she spoke to me, her lips were like the scented flowers inside a rain-drenched forest
[01:10.29]But that was so long ago that i can scarcely feel the way i felt before
[01:23.28]And if time could heal the wounds, i would tear the threads away that i might bleed some more
[01:40.02]The last time i walked with her
[01:43.32]Her laughter was the steeple bells
[01:50.91]That ring to greet the morning sun
[01:55.77]A voice that called to everyone
[01:58.59]To love the ground she walked upon
[02:02.73]Those were good day
[02:24.36]The last time i held her hand, her touch was autumn, spring and summer, and winter too
[02:40.74]The last time i let go of her, she walked a way into the night
[02:51.93]I lost her in the misty streets, a thousand months, a thousand miles
[03:00.99]When other lips will kiss her eyes
[03:05.79]A million miles beyond the moon, that's where she is
[03:30.33]But that was so long ago that i can scarcely feel the way i felt before
[03:41.97]And if time could heal the wounds, i would tear the threads away that i might bleed some more
[04:03.30]The last time i saw her face, her eyes were bathed in starlight and she walked alone
[04:15.12]The last time she kissed my cheek
[04:22.50]Her lips were like the wilted leaves
[04:25.59]Upon the autumn covered hills
[04:31.17]Resting on the frozen ground
[04:35.10]The seeds of love lie cold and still
[04:40.74]Beneath a battered marking stone
[04:47.82]It lies forgotten

作曲 : Gordon Lightfoot
The last time i saw her face, her eyes were bathed in starlight and her hair hung long
The last time she spoke to me, her lips were like the scented flowers inside a rain-drenched forest
But that was so long ago that i can scarcely feel the way i felt before
And if time could heal the wounds, i would tear the threads away that i might bleed some more
The last time i walked with her
Her laughter was the steeple bells
That ring to greet the morning sun
A voice that called to everyone
To love the ground she walked upon
Those were good day
The last time i held her hand, her touch was autumn, spring and summer, and winter too
The last time i let go of her, she walked a way into the night
I lost her in the misty streets, a thousand months, a thousand miles
When other lips will kiss her eyes
A million miles beyond the moon, that's where she is
But that was so long ago that i can scarcely feel the way i felt before
And if time could heal the wounds, i would tear the threads away that i might bleed some more
The last time i saw her face, her eyes were bathed in starlight and she walked alone
The last time she kissed my cheek
Her lips were like the wilted leaves
Upon the autumn covered hills
Resting on the frozen ground
The seeds of love lie cold and still
Beneath a battered marking stone
It lies forgotten