Stones (Live)
Stones ——《网络创世纪》主题歌
Music by Iolo FitzOwen
Created By Kiten
Long ago ran the sun
on a folk who had a dream
And the heart
and the will
and the power.
They moved earth;
they carved stone;
moulded hill and channeled stream.
That we might stand on the wide
plains of Wiltshire.
Now men asked who they were,
how they built and wonder why
That they wrought standing stones
of such size.
What was done neath our shade?
What was prayed neath our skies?
As we stood on the wide
plains of Wiltshire.
Oh, what secrets we could tell
if you'd listen and be still.
Rid the stink and the noise
from our skirts.
But you haven't got the clue
and perhaps you never will.
Mute we stand on the cold
plains of Wiltshire.
Still we loom in the mists
as the ages roll away
And we say of our folk,
"They are here!"
That they built us and they died
and you'll not be knowing why
Save we stand on the bare
plains of Wiltshire.
Stones (Live)LRC歌词
Stones ——《网络创世纪》主题歌
Music by Iolo FitzOwen
Created By Kiten
Long ago ran the sun
on a folk who had a dream
And the heart
and the will
and the power.
They moved earth;
they carved stone;
moulded hill and channeled stream.
That we might stand on the wide
plains of Wiltshire.
Now men asked who they were,
how they built and wonder why
That they wrought standing stones
of such size.
What was done neath our shade?
What was prayed neath our skies?
As we stood on the wide
plains of Wiltshire.
Oh, what secrets we could tell
if you'd listen and be still.
Rid the stink and the noise
from our skirts.
But you haven't got the clue
and perhaps you never will.
Mute we stand on the cold
plains of Wiltshire.
Still we loom in the mists
as the ages roll away
And we say of our folk,
"They are here!"
That they built us and they died
and you'll not be knowing why
Save we stand on the bare
plains of Wiltshire.
