Geek Music《The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt: The Wolven Storm (Priscilla's Song)》歌词
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These scars long have yearned for your tender caress To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own Rend my heart open, then your love profess A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet To dream of a raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep The wolf I will follow into the storm To find your heart, its passion displaced By ire ever growing, hardening into stone Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep I know not if fate would have us live as one Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound The wish I whispered, when it all began Did it forge a love you might never have found? You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep |
[00:25.48]These scars long have yearned for your tender caress [00:31.79]To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own [00:39.12]Rend my heart open, then your love profess [00:44.92]A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone [00:51.16]You flee my dream come the morning. [00:57.08]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet [01:03.81]To dream of a raven locks entwisted, stormy. [01:10.83]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep [01:16.83]The wolf I will follow into the storm [01:23.08]To find your heart, its passion displaced [01:29.94]By ire ever growing, hardening into stone [01:36.26]Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace [01:42.32]You flee my dream come the morning. [01:48.36]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet [01:54.95]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. [02:01.93]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep [02:08.20]I know not if fate would have us live as one [02:14.07]Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound [02:21.34]The wish I whispered, when it all began [02:27.62]Did it forge a love you might never have found? [02:33.75]You flee my dream come the morning. [02:39.58]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet [02:46.22]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. [02:53.26]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep |