00:00/00:00
外链地址
http://www.eemp3.com/audiofile/2a580eebe943b47434886aa644fea3ba.mp3
点击复制A bridge of mist and moonrise,
connects what once was torn;
our shadows side by side;
two souls meet in reflection
where night and love are born
No architect could draft it
no steel could hold its span;
the bridge exists in breathing
between a child and man
We cross with words unspoken
beneath the current murmurs
of everything we hide
By dawn it fades to water
yet somehow still remains—
for bridges made of feeling
outlast their mortal chains