00:00/00:00
外链地址
https://www.eemp3.com/audiofile/0dd9f14f3b2d186af285fa9f61835271.mp3
点击复制
Morning light kisses the last window veil
Calluses on your fingertips softly trail
When frost climbs up your hair
No one is aware
In this small world seasons fill the tale
When migratory birds cross the ninth sunset glow
Seeds have planted the whole sky below
Those stumbling steps of the past
Softly answer at last
In the wind they start to grow
Thank you for weaving starlight into a beacon
Guarding the stubborn sprout in the storm unshaken
The silkworm spins out
The years no doubt
Into tomorrow’s chains they’re woven
When chalk dust whitens the ninth summer
Palm lines bloom like flowers a tender number
The erased confusion’s haze
Is finding its way turning to sand in a daze
Thank you for weaving starlight into a beacon
Guarding the stubborn sprout in the storm unshaken
The silkworm spins out the years no doubt
Into tomorrow’s chains they’re woven
That year the classroom’s mottled branches
Holding the frost untouched at your temples’advances
The last unanswered question of all
Is answering now
New branches grow from the desk’s small wall
Thank you for weaving starlight into a beacon
Guarding the stubborn sprout in the storm unshaken
The sunset clouds on the birds’back oh
Are flying to the starry sea flying to the starry sea
Dandelions fall on the podium’s heart
Love