[00:00.000] 作词 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
[02:24.628]Rose of Summer, withered times
[02:34.125]Shadows fall on contouring lines
[02:38.872]Far beyond a sleeping wish
[02:46.871]Lunar tongue on a lasting bliss
[02:53.873]Dead within a dream
[03:14.122]Icy river stream
[03:44.874]Lend yourself
[04:02.118]Clouds of dust in a waning light
[04:07.620]You have given up on plight
[04:15.120]Time is now, my dearest friend
[04:23.076]Hidden years and a heart to mend
[04:31.075]And should we meet again
[04:36.838]The loss of everything
[04:43.033]Three wishes to a friend
[04:46.781]Three hundred sorrows gather
[04:57.787]But if we lend ourselves
[05:03.508]Amidst rock and poison grime
[05:07.769]There may well be a time
[05:13.515]A kingdom past its prime
[05:14.767]Dead within a dream
[05:34.522]Icy river stream
[06:08.514]Your silver voice in my throat
[06:10.256]Potion without an antidote
[06:13.504]A routine death for the well-immersed
[06:17.769]After all, the years have left us cursed
[06:20.751]A simple test in an iron cage
[06:24.512]Old tradition in a modern age
[06:28.506]Strong and true are the weak at heart
[06:32.011]I am you, you am I
[06:59.004]If everything ends
[07:02.755]Is it worth to turn back home again?
[07:21.261]If everything ends
[07:24.757]Is it worth to turn back home again?
[07:44.004]If everything ends
[07:47.011]Is it worth to turn back home again?

作词 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
作曲 : Mikael Åkerfeldt
Rose of Summer, withered times
Shadows fall on contouring lines
Far beyond a sleeping wish
Lunar tongue on a lasting bliss
Dead within a dream
Icy river stream
Lend yourself
Clouds of dust in a waning light
You have given up on plight
Time is now, my dearest friend
Hidden years and a heart to mend
And should we meet again
The loss of everything
Three wishes to a friend
Three hundred sorrows gather
But if we lend ourselves
Amidst rock and poison grime
There may well be a time
A kingdom past its prime
Dead within a dream
Icy river stream
Your silver voice in my throat
Potion without an antidote
A routine death for the well-immersed
After all, the years have left us cursed
A simple test in an iron cage
Old tradition in a modern age
Strong and true are the weak at heart
I am you, you am I
If everything ends
Is it worth to turn back home again?
If everything ends
Is it worth to turn back home again?
If everything ends
Is it worth to turn back home again?