昨天早上一直在哼著這首,
哼到在辦公桌前掉進半眠狀態的白日夢魘:
Within parts and pieces
Time and temperature bind in me
To take the spirit broken asunder
Apart from my deepest wish
to see you again
And fall forever within
to take the past away
And from the old ones, the long nights fall apart
I call your name
Winter dreams and breezes
Time and temperature dare to believe
To find the answer broken asunder
Inside the deepest forests
A glimpse again
And dream forever within
to take the past away
And join the new ones, the short days come anew
I call your name
But you turn away
A place a day
Broken asunder
Broken asunder...
--前奏那滄桑的風琴聲,
很有點童話味道,
伴隨蕭瑟的秋意飄落地面;
女聲非常鬱悶,
引誘著聽歌的人鑽進絕望的迴圈,
不願自拔。