风之棱镜 - Num.lrc

LRC歌词下载

[00:00.000] 作词 : Num
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Num
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Num
[01:06.150]In the heart of the forest, where the wildflowers grow,
[01:11.310]A gentle breeze whispers secrets only I know.
[01:16.680]The stars above shine bright, like diamonds in the night,
[01:21.090]Guiding me home through the shadows of the light.
[01:26.220]Oh, take me back to the open fields,
[01:32.130]Where the sky meets the horizon, and my heart feels healed.
[01:37.200]In the arms of the earth, I find my true self,
[01:42.300]Under the wide- open skies, where my spirit is free.
[01:52.590]The river flows softly, carrying stories in its wake,
[01:58.110]Of love and loss, and the choices we make.
[02:04.710]The old oak tree stands tall, its branches reaching for the sun,
[02:10.020]A silent witness to the journey just begun.
[02:14.190]Oh, take me back to the open fields,
[02:20.130]Where the sky meets the horizon, and my heart feels healed.
[02:26.910]In the arms of the earth, I find my true self,
[02:30.600]Under the wide- open skies, where my spirit is free.
[02:46.140]And if the world should ever feel too heavy to bear,
[02:52.050]I’ ll return to this place, where my soul finds repair.
[02:57.120]In the whisper of the wind, I hear a g

文本歌词

作词 : Num
作曲 : Num
编曲 : Num
In the heart of the forest, where the wildflowers grow,
A gentle breeze whispers secrets only I know.
The stars above shine bright, like diamonds in the night,
Guiding me home through the shadows of the light.
Oh, take me back to the open fields,
Where the sky meets the horizon, and my heart feels healed.
In the arms of the earth, I find my true self,
Under the wide- open skies, where my spirit is free.
The river flows softly, carrying stories in its wake,
Of love and loss, and the choices we make.
The old oak tree stands tall, its branches reaching for the sun,
A silent witness to the journey just begun.
Oh, take me back to the open fields,
Where the sky meets the horizon, and my heart feels healed.
In the arms of the earth, I find my true self,
Under the wide- open skies, where my spirit is free.
And if the world should ever feel too heavy to bear,
I’ ll return to this place, where my soul finds repair.
In the whisper of the wind, I hear a g