[00:00.000] 作词 : Alf, At the Gates ...[01:13.069]作词 : Alf, At the Gates ...[01:13.572]Look the herons in the green billed water[01:19.750]Their wet ash wings wear medallions of patience[02:23.235]We drift on, we have stories as old as the great seas[02:26.974]Break through the chest, flying out the mouth[02:34.666]Noisy tongues that once were silenced[02:45.416]All the oceans we contain, coming to light[03:38.875]All the dark birds rush from the river[03:44.629]Leaving only the stillness of their language[03:52.878]There are no clocks to measure time[03:56.634]But the beating of our single hearts[05:16.891]You will know it is winter[05:19.900]By the way your dreams tremble like stones[05:25.660]When the wind comes through[05:33.662]The wind, full of hearts that beat quick and strong