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[00:00.000] 作词 : 明月无心
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 明月无心
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 明月无心
[00:07.294]We mapped the scars of Midgar's veins
[00:10.514]Through rusted pipes where sunlight stains
[00:13.999]Your fingertips drew constellations
[00:18.220]On my palm - a Cetra's incantations
[00:21.873]The Seventh Heaven's fractured glow
[00:25.281]Caught in your hair like captured snow
[00:28.897]Every step through mako's haze
[00:31.559]Wove tomorrow through yesterday's maze
[00:34.930]O Aerith, your laughter's a time-lost psalm
[00:39.100]Dancing where lifestreams converge
[00:42.013]We're ghosts rehearsing fate's fragile calm
[00:45.670]While your flowers sing the dirge
[00:49.193]You watered stars in rooftop clay
[00:52.400]Each bud a universe in decay
[00:55.975]The Watchmen of the Planet sighed
[00:59.641]Through church bells where the whispers hide
[01:02.785]When Meteor's shadow tore the script
[01:13.593]You smiled, with moonlight at your lips
[01:17.187]"Come trace the roots we've yet to name
[01:20.701]In soil where death and birth are same"
[01:25.297]Now I carry dormant seeds
[01:27.580]From your garden of collapsed chronologies
[01:31.224]They bloom whenever raindrops hum
[01:34.989]The tune of when our worlds were young
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作词 : 明月无心
作曲 : 明月无心
编曲 : 明月无心
We mapped the scars of Midgar's veins
Through rusted pipes where sunlight stains
Your fingertips drew constellations
On my palm - a Cetra's incantations
The Seventh Heaven's fractured glow
Caught in your hair like captured snow
Every step through mako's haze
Wove tomorrow through yesterday's maze
O Aerith, your laughter's a time-lost psalm
Dancing where lifestreams converge
We're ghosts rehearsing fate's fragile calm
While your flowers sing the dirge
You watered stars in rooftop clay
Each bud a universe in decay
The Watchmen of the Planet sighed
Through church bells where the whispers hide
When Meteor's shadow tore the script
You smiled, with moonlight at your lips
"Come trace the roots we've yet to name
In soil where death and birth are same"
Now I carry dormant seeds
From your garden of collapsed chronologies
They bloom whenever raindrops hum
The tune of when our worlds were young