LRC歌词
[05:36.00]Your world is yours
[05:36.00]not mine, Quidam.
[05:36.00]Your dreams are yours.
[05:36.00]You may have touched the stars
[05:36.00]but they weren锛噒 moved.
[05:36.00]And if you reach for me
[05:36.00]I may not choose
[05:36.00]to hold your hand.
[05:36.00]I might smile
[05:36.00]or I might turn away.
[05:36.00]An ordinary man, Quidam.
[05:36.00]I锛噈 everyman.
[05:36.00]I锛噈 anyman.
[05:36.00]Quidam, Quidam
[05:36.00]la nuit recule.
[05:36.00]D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
[05:36.00]Du creux de toi
[05:36.00]c锛噀st bien le mal
[05:36.00]qui dresse tes silences.
[05:36.00]There锛噑 nothing left.
[05:36.00]There锛噑 nothing right.
[05:36.00]There锛噑 nothing wrong.
[05:36.00]I锛噈 one. I锛噈 two.
[05:36.00]I锛噈 all yet none of you.
[05:36.00]The truth the lie,
[05:36.00]the tear, the laughter,
[05:36.00]the hand and the empty touch.
[05:36.00]Here I am alone
[05:36.00]waiting for the curtain to fall.
[05:36.00]An ordinary man, Quidam.
[05:36.00]I锛噈 everyman. T锛噀s l锛噄nconnu.
[05:36.00]I锛噈 anyman. T锛噀s l锛囬枲ranger.
[05:36.00]Quidam, Quidam
[05:36.00]la nuit recule.
[05:36.00]D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
[05:36.00]Du creux de toi
[05:36.00]c锛噀st bien le mal
[05:36.00]qui dresse tes silences.
[05:36.00]Bailo en este lienzo de dolor.
[05:36.00]Fun閯奲ulo sin mapa ni br榈璾la.
[05:36.00]La dulce locura mi s楱 refugio.
[05:36.00]Nazco en la sombra del payaso.
[05:36.00]Quidam, Quidam
[05:36.00]la nuit recule.
[05:36.00]D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
[05:36.00]Du creux de toi
[05:36.00]c锛噀st bien le mal
[05:36.00]qui dresse tes silences.
[05:36.00]Quidam, Quidam
[05:36.00]aux rives du r闄僥.
[05:36.00]Au seuil de l锛噊mbre, tu valses.
[05:36.00]Autour de toi
[05:36.00]c锛噀st bien le mal
[05:36.00]qui dresses tes silences.
[05:36.00]Quidam, Quidam
[05:36.00]la nuit recule.
[05:36.00]D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
[05:36.00]Du creux de toi
[05:36.00]c锛噀st bien le mal
[05:36.00]qui dresse tes silences.
文本歌词
Your world is yours
not mine, Quidam.
Your dreams are yours.
You may have touched the stars
but they weren锛噒 moved.
And if you reach for me
I may not choose
to hold your hand.
I might smile
or I might turn away.
An ordinary man, Quidam.
I锛噈 everyman.
I锛噈 anyman.
Quidam, Quidam
la nuit recule.
D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
Du creux de toi
c锛噀st bien le mal
qui dresse tes silences.
There锛噑 nothing left.
There锛噑 nothing right.
There锛噑 nothing wrong.
I锛噈 one. I锛噈 two.
I锛噈 all yet none of you.
The truth the lie,
the tear, the laughter,
the hand and the empty touch.
Here I am alone
waiting for the curtain to fall.
An ordinary man, Quidam.
I锛噈 everyman. T锛噀s l锛噄nconnu.
I锛噈 anyman. T锛噀s l锛囬枲ranger.
Quidam, Quidam
la nuit recule.
D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
Du creux de toi
c锛噀st bien le mal
qui dresse tes silences.
Bailo en este lienzo de dolor.
Fun閯奲ulo sin mapa ni br榈璾la.
La dulce locura mi s楱 refugio.
Nazco en la sombra del payaso.
Quidam, Quidam
la nuit recule.
D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
Du creux de toi
c锛噀st bien le mal
qui dresse tes silences.
Quidam, Quidam
aux rives du r闄僥.
Au seuil de l锛噊mbre, tu valses.
Autour de toi
c锛噀st bien le mal
qui dresses tes silences.
Quidam, Quidam
la nuit recule.
D锛噓n r闄僥 ?l锛嘺utre tu valses.
Du creux de toi
c锛噀st bien le mal
qui dresse tes silences.