the furrowed bed of sand worries again 再次砂忧虑的皱起了床

as it had before, waves left the land. 因为它有前浪离开了土地。

for the falling leaves the child weepeing alone, 为落叶的孩子单独weepeing ，

he's letting go of the anchor and all the lines... 他放开了锚，所有的线...

waiting for the fingers of the grey wave 等待灰色波的手指

of his mother's hand to roll over him 他母亲的手，翻身他

with endless water... 10,000 bridges 带着无尽的水...万桥

show me father. 告诉我父亲。

now I'm older, now much older 现在我年纪大了，现在更老

and this wake can take me out to sea. 而这之后可以带我出海。

and this wake can take me out to sea. 而这之后可以带我出海。

I can see her, she is calling me 我能看到她，她给我打电话

I can feel her there...I can feel her there. 我能感觉到她的存在......我能感觉到她的存在。

waiting for the fingers of the grey wave 等待灰色波的手指

or his mother's hand to roll over him 还是他母亲的手，翻身他

with endless water... 10,000 bridges 带着无尽的水...万桥

show me father 告诉我的父亲