Autumn - 顺德灵机.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.327] 作曲 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.654] 编曲 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.981] 制作人 : 顺德灵机
[00:01.308]《Autumn》
[00:04.603]Write a lyric: Shunde Lingji
[00:05.398]Compose music: Shunde Lingji
[00:06.281]Producer: Shunde Lingji
[00:07.140]Vocal Producer: Sandy/ Lemon tree
[00:08.004]Guitar: Due East/ Jayl
[00:08.860]Backing Vocals Arrangement: Due East
[00:09.722]Recording Studio: Mplyp Studio
[00:10.554]Vocal Recorded by: Jack Dai
[00:11.449]Mixing & Mastering Engineer：Shunde Lingji
[00:12.250]Project Executive：Wang Chen，
[00:13.049]OP : Universe Star Clear Cultural Media Co., Ltd
[00:13.844]The weary branches bow like beggars' hands,
[00:20.053]Moaning under the wild wind's stinging whip.
[00:26.006]A few last leaves are flung like discarded letters,
[00:32.560]Landing at my feet - their rusted epitaphs.
[00:38.779]
[00:41.394]The sky wears a cloak of ashen gray,
[00:47.417]Whispering winter's on its way.
[00:51.929]
[00:54.342]Oh the trees they sigh in hollow tones,
[00:57.947]Carving cracks in weathered stones.
[01:01.270]Every leaf that falls is a memory,
[01:04.807]Fading slow like ember glow.
[01:07.733]
[01:08.534]Oh the trees they sigh in hollow tones,
[01:11.693]Carving cracks in weathered stones.
[01:14.831]Every branch that breaks is a story,
[01:18.496]Written deep in autumn's diary.
[01:23.366]
[01:35.656]The ground is paved with golden scars,
[01:42.239]Footsteps echo like distant stars.
[01:47.715]The chill it creeps through threadbare seams,
[01:55.968]Stealing warmth from broken dreams.
[02:02.254]
[02:03.682]The sky wears a cloak of ashen gray,
[02:08.535]Whispering winter's on its way.
[02:13.063]
[02:16.004]Oh the trees they sigh in hollow tones,
[02:20.364]Carving cracks in weathered stones.
[02:23.690]Every leaf that falls is a memory,
[02:26.986]Fading slow like ember glow.
[02:30.665]
[02:31.230]Oh the trees they sigh in hollow tones,
[02:33.912]Carving cracks in weathered stones.
[02:37.545]Every branch that breaks is a story,
[02:40.737]Written deep in autumn's diary.
[02:44.097]
[02:47.498]Time folds the pages, crisp and thin,
[02:53.130]Where summer's ink has bled within.
[02:59.460]The frost will come to seal each line,
[03:07.573]Till spring rewrites the aching rhyme.
[03:11.776]
[03:14.935]Oh the trees they sigh in hollow tones,
[03:18.982]Carving cracks in weathered stones.
[03:21.997]Every leaf that falls is a memory,
[03:25.256]Fading slow like ember glow.
[03:27.283]
[03:28.738]Oh the trees they sigh in hollow tones,
[03:32.625]Carving cracks in weathered stones.
[03:35.622]Every branch that breaks is a story,
[03:39.096]Written deep in autumn's diary.