Simone
Time's fingers claw, I am losing hold. They said, there is no hope for you on earth. Time either still or maybe rushing. In any case it will always turn on worse. Time is fleeting. Time stands still. It stops for no one and you are trapped within. But I do dream of the light. You’re only falling back into the left hand side. 时间的指爪，我抓不住。他们说,你究竟是还是没有希望.时间或静止或旁中急速前行。无论如何它总是愈发恶劣。时光飞逝。时光静止。它不会为了任何人停下脚步而你就是它的战利品。但我还是梦想光明。我们向后退却也只是走进了它的左手。 前面的 Over there that little mountain rises, while some others dissolve into a plain. Time redefines itself and falls in sadness, grain by grain ... "Time, my dear, heals all the wounds", the two-tongues echoes seem to say. But nothing, nothing changes here, this pain remains and will not go away. [Lament:] "I went weak, as I grew old, and time itself has made me slow ... And as I close my eyes in sadness, a thousand seasons come and go ..." Might enough to cover all and also cruel enough to reveal, but all the wounds and scars he carries neither force nor kiss can ever heal. Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing ... Spitefully turns away and laughs. Leaves you half-broken and in defiance is only added another scar ... (x2) Call it "blind" how he is writhing, counting hours, centuries ... The pain it grows and glows in tides, unable to vanish, unwilling to cease ... Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing ... Pushes 'till we're diving into different flesh. Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing – Petrified with some unnameable shame... 在那小山出现的的同时,其他地方族启亏化为了草原. 时间重新定义了自己，一点一点陷入了悲伤。 “我亲爱的时间啊，至于所有伤口吧”，似乎传来两个回声这样说道。 但没有,这里什么也没改变,伤痛依旧存在而且不会逝去. "随着年岁的变老,我越来越虚弱,而时间拖慢了我的脚步.. 当我闭上眼睛沉寂在悲伤之中,数千个春秋悄然度过. 也许可以掩盖一切,也许解释一切显得如此残酷, 但是他所带来的伤痛和恐惧不是力量或亲吻可以治愈的. 留下心碎的你兆神，挑衅只是增添了另一道伤痛。多么盲目，数过一个个小时，数过一个个世纪。 痛苦慢慢滋长，在潮汐中翻滚，不能消失，不能停止。时间什么也不能治愈, 逼迫着我们直到我们变成另一块刀俎鱼肉. 时间什么也不能治愈，它恶毒地笑着，转身而去。伴随着无以名状的羞辱石化
