所有的结局都已写好 所有的泪水也都已启程 却忽然忘了是怎么样的一个开始 在那个古老的不再回来的夏日 无论我如何地去追索 年轻的你只如云影掠过 而你微笑的面容极浅极淡 逐渐隐没在日落后的群岚 遂翻开那发黄的扉页 命运将它装订的极为拙劣 含着泪 我一读再读 却不得不承认 青春是一本太仓促的书
青春，伤感
Chinese
Reflective, nostalgic, melancholic
This song would be suitable for a variety of scenarios, such as playing in the background of a coming-of-age film or being included in a reflective playlist.
The song features a slow tempo, acoustic instrumentation, and emotive vocals, typical for ballad and folk music. The use of poetic language and introspective themes adds depth to the lyrics and enhances the emotional impact of the song.
[Verse] In the heart of learning true Klintaps shines so bright it's new Founded by a mind so great Professor Gorleku seals our fate [Verse 2] Health and science hand in hand Here we take a noble stand Paths of wisdom we all tread Knowledge from our books we've fed [Chorus] Klintaps College we all cheer Learning pathways crystal clear With our hearts and with our minds Future's bright and kind [Verse 3] Professors guide with steady hand In this hallowed learning land Lab and lecture room we grow Seeds of dreams we can sow [Bridge] In the quest for health we strive In community we thrive Allied sciences we'll defend With our drive We ascend [Verse 4] Years will pass Memories stay Friends we meet along the way With diplomas in our hand In this world we will stand
<Verse> There's a time when you don't know what to do There's a time when feel that everything is through <Bridge> But they tell you that nothing can last And that everything one day will be the past It will be the past <Verse> There's a time when you feel you can only win There's a time when you don't have to give in <Bridge> But they tell you that nothing can last And that everything one day will be the past It will be the past <Chorus> I say break it up when you know there's no hope Don't cling to it as if it was a rope I say break it up you've got nothing to loose But still you'r not able to choose Not able to choose <Verse> There's a time when you sing sweet like the birds Even as you do everything inside of you hurts <Bridge> But they tell you that nothing can last And that everything one day will be the past It will be the past <Chorus> I say break it up when you know there's no hope Don't cling to it as if it was a rope I say break it up you've got nothing to loose But still you'r not able to choose Not able to choose
A wounded healer is a rare thing Most take the pain and try to escape Others internalize and get sick One who projects and protects others is a wounded healer We all have struggles and a cross to bear as I have been told by a wise man The belief that we have the misconceptions also are like an onion We peal off the layers to get to the core May are too afraid or distracted to get to the heart of the issues that plague us A wounded healer can reach inside and try reveal the struggle The time to relief the trauma and wound is a long process A wounded healer can aid you to reveal the issue Time and more time and serving others we can overcome the trauma that bound us The sin nature we do is an escape from the pain and ego that contains The patterns we show and the motives we have are a reflection of the pain and suffering A wounded healer can promote the healing yet you have to do the work alone A wounded healer can aid near by yet again you have to do the work alone Once you get to the core then work can be done and growth and freeing occur
[Verse] Jesus Christ autoharp Can't play anymore Strings broke no sharp Just chords from before [Verse 2] Hands steady heart weak Searching for a note Silence starts to speak Songs lost on a boat [Chorus] Out of tune out of time Music's gone slipping by Out of dreams out of rhyme Autoharp's final sigh [Verse] Kept on trying to play Fingers touch the dust Old songs fade away Memories turn to rust [Bridge] Still I try to recall Melodies of the past Strumming down the hall Hoping notes will last [Chorus] Out of tune out of time Music's gone slipping by Out of dreams out of rhyme Autoharp's final sigh
Stars above, (like) diamonds in the sky, Painting tales of ancient lullabies The world asleep, in a peaceful trance, Whispers of a nocturnal dance In a silent choir, shadows intertwine Nature's symphony, like a love divine. Echoes of the dark where wishes spark I’m lost in the night serenade In the moonlit dance, Silver beams caress (I’m) lost in the night serenade Softly the hours, embracing the silence, In a magical show, dreams unfold with radiance. Echoes of the dark where wishes spark I’m lost in the night serenade In the moonlit dance, Silver beams caress (I’m) lost in the night serenade A tapestry woven with the threads of night, Guiding hearts through the ethereal flight. Through the velvet veil, where dreams are spun, The serenade of night is never done. Echoes of the dark where wishes spark I’m lost in the night serenade In the moonlit dance, Silver beams caress (I’m) lost in the night serenade
Stars above, (like) diamonds in the sky, Painting tales of ancient lullabies The world asleep, in a peaceful trance, Whispers of a nocturnal dance Echoes of the dark where wishes spark I’m lost in the night serenade In the moonlit dance, Silver beams caress (I’m) lost in the night serenade
[Verse] Twisted fate Lover's torment Hearts ablaze Passion spent Ravaged souls in the dead of night Lustful flames Lost the fight [Verse 2] Moonlight drips on blood-stained sheets Silent whispers Deceit eats Crimson kiss Fatal touch Broken dreams Loved too much [Chorus] Eternal ache Haunted cries Burning love Darkened skies Ashes fall Bitter tears Desire fades Grim souvenirs [Bridge] Ice-cold stares Shattered trust Cracked vows Turned to dust Twisted paths Fate unkind Lovers' graves Intertwined [Verse 3] Echoes linger Midnight moan Hollow hearts Turned to stone Final breath Passion's ghost Love's demise Uttermost [Chorus] Eternal ache Haunted cries Burning love Darkened skies Ashes fall Bitter tears Desire fades Grim souvenirs
Từng ngày dài trôi qua lặng thầm Tình yêu anh trao đến em Cứ lớn dần thêm Những kỉ niệm mà ta từng bên nhau Và bao yêu thương đã chôn giấu Giờ đã tan thành mây bay Hòa cùng cơn đau là nỗi, nhớ em. Rồi một chiều đông se lạnh về Mình anh trên con phố quen Nhớ những ngày xưa Những nỗi nhớ hòa cùng cơn mưa Giờ bay cùng theo em về nơi cuối trời Người yêu hỡi, hãy quay về đây với anh. Những tiếng nói thân thương giờ đã chia xa Những kí ức trong anh như chưa khép lại Nỗi buồn kia, hãy giấu trong tim của anh Anh mong em quay về bên anh Tay cầm tay nhau đi hết con đường dài Ở nơi đó, chỉ có riêng anh và em.
The first time I met you on that street I haven't thought that we will be like this....fond of each other and I will not live with out you I love you
[Verse] Got my game all set to play Needed space just for a day All her friends think I'm the bad guy Guess I'm the villain in their eyes [Verse 2] Talked to her all night and day Wanted just a break away But they don't see the way I feel It's my heart that they steal [Chorus] Alone time is all I need Why can't they just let me breathe I'm not a bad guy can't they see Just a little time for me [Bridge] I love her yes it's true But I need a moment too They don't understand my plea Just some time for you and me [Chorus] Alone time is all I need Why can't they just let me breathe I'm not a bad guy can't they see Just a little time for me [Verse 3] Feel like I'm caught in between Their words hit like a machine All I wanted was to unwind But now I'm losing my mind
[Verse] In a little town with white picket fences, Where streets are worn and dreams are endless, There's a bard whose words can mend, Healing hearts they gently mend. [Verse 2] With an acoustic guitar under starlit skies, He shares stories that make you laugh and cry, Every note and every line, Manages to bottle time. [Chorus] Oh, the power of the pen, it speaks to souls, Through highs and lows, it makes us whole, From the farmhouse porch to the neon light, Words find a way to make it right. [Verse 3] He writes of love lost in the summer rain, Of working hard through the joy and pain, Each syllable, a craftsman’s touch, For the ones who feel too much. [Verse 4] From the city lights to the open fields, His lyrics turn to golden yields, Harvesting the heart’s consent, Through every line and sentiment. [Bridge] In every verse, there’s a common thread, Of hopes and dreams, both alive and dead, It’s the writer's gift, the singer’s call, To shine a light and say it all.
