歌词语境宇宙
Now it is running into you, my darling
May it hereafter, flow deep, still and slow.
Thus I'll perhaps sift out more lines of gold
Now it is running into you, my darling
May it hereafter, flow deep, still and slow.
Thus I'll perhaps sift out more lines of gold
From your gates and connections.
Sleep, slur, slow.
This is where you come from,
From your gates and connections.
Sleep, slur, slow.
This is where you come from,