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作曲 : 上松範康
The Thorn Bird
Sky turning gray, as dark as eyes still awake,
Painted by winds and snow, and strands of sunset glow.
Wings sealed in day, began to fly in twilight.
She was waiting, until the night came.
Thorn bird, searching for the tallest thorn tree,
(pilgrims strayed acoss this forest,
worshiping on their bended knees.
Piously got to sing, and to chant, for her destiny,
Finally ,she chose to be free.
Return again , return again,
Without anyone to refrain.
She impaled with a thorn
her soft throat kissed by god,
To carve an eternal scar.
Reborn again, reborn again，
Without any despair or pain.
She torn her life into pieces of prophets,
In dreams, which were cursed,
There was her next nirvana.
Stars burned away, as bright as tears on her face,
Disappeared at sunrise, seemed only a fairytale.
Blood, cold as ice, began to melt and to warm.
She kept praying, until the next dawn.
Thorn Bird, hid in somewhere near the shadows,
(She’s surrounded by the angels ,
Who were immersed in deep sorrow.
Slowly, kissed farewell ,leaving with fragrance and nocturnes ,
To create her last renascence.
Return again return again,
Without anyone to refrain.
She impaled with a thorn
her soft throat kissed by god,
To carve an eternal scar.
Reborn again, reborn again，
Without any despair or pain.
She torn her life into pieces of prophets,
In dreams, which were cursed,
There was her next nirvana.
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