Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

音效


界面


难度等级


口音



界面语言

zh

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie 政策   |   技术支援   |   FAQ
1
注册/登录
Lyrkit

5$

Lyrkit

10$

Lyrkit

20$

Lyrkit

和/或在社交方面支持我。网络:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Elvenking

Pathfinders

 

Pathfinders

(专辑: Wyrd - 2004)


Stand before the new born kind

There is a song, taken far by the winds
A rhyme of poets, a melody wrapped in a dream
The elvensong has gone, to another realm

Stand before the new born kind
As young and fresh as the Spring in bloom
The song is telling stories
Every little is a gain
Tells of joy, it tells of pain

Pathfinders... searching for new scents
We are pathfinders!

Rulers of a reign without throne and
Crown "Thou will shall be done!"
Beyond our bounds
Wondering, seeking and roaming
The unbeaten paths
Face future learning from the past

Lay down no bounds
To the things you can do
Everything's in your hand
Look up to the Moon
All we are gathering, shall we not fall
We'll hold (we'll hold on)
We will meet again
This time my dear old friend

Singing our song, we went abreast
We plunged into a deeply cloven track
May the stars shine
Upon the end of road, now you can't tide

Stand before the new born kind

As young and fresh as the Spring in bloom
The song is telling stories
Every little is a gain
Tells of joy, it tells of pain

Pathfinders... searching for emotions
We are pathfinders!

Rulers of a reign without throne and
Crown "Thou will shall be done!"
Beyond our bounds
Wondering, seeking and roaming
The unbeaten paths
Face future learning from the past

Lay down no bounds
To the things you can do
Everything's in your hand
Look up to the Moon
All we are gathering, shall we not fall
We'll hold (we'll hold on)
We will meet again
This time my dear old friend

If you can't express what you feel within
Remember not only words can speak
If a pen killed more than sword
Let this tune be your own word!

A new journey begins each time
(Hear my call)
You draw lots for new things to find
We are willing to endure the chance

Lay down no bounds...

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?