[00:00.00] 作词 : Armfield
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jacques Brel
[00:02.19]There are those with hearts so large
[00:07.32]You can enter without knocking
[00:10.14]There are those with hearts so large
[00:13.98]That you only see the half
[00:20.91]There are those with hearts so frail
[00:24.54]It could shatter with a touch
[00:30.36]There are those
[00:30.72]With hearts too frail
[00:32.64]To live like you and I
[00:37.86]With flowers in their eyes
[00:39.12]The eyes that bloom with fear
[00:39.63]For fear they'll miss the hour
[00:55.05]That leads them
[00:55.35]To their dreams
[00:58.77]There are those
[00:59.07]With hearts so tender
[01:02.49]That the fieldmouse nests inside
[01:08.07]There are those
[01:08.40]With hearts too tender
[01:11.85]Half human and half saint
[01:17.52]There are those with hearts so vast
[01:19.50]That you'll never see the end
[01:27.00]There are those with hearts too vast
[01:30.57]They deprive themselves of dreams
[01:34.53]With flowers in their eyes
[01:35.88]The eyes that bloom with fear
[01:36.39]For fear they'll miss the hour
[01:50.97]That leads them to their dreams
[02:33.00]There are those
[02:33.42]With hearts so open
[02:34.98]That they can't help but reveal
[02:39.30]The heart so unprotected
[02:46.20]The heart that's born to serve
[02:48.96]See him there his heart so open
[02:55.95]And so tender and so frail
[02:59.58]Cursed be those empty branches
[03:04.65]That will never bend to know
[03:08.34]The flowers in their eyes
[03:14.37]The eyes that bloom with fear
[03:17.79]For fear they'll miss the hour
[03:22.02]That leads them to their dreams

作词 : Armfield
作曲 : Jacques Brel
There are those with hearts so large
You can enter without knocking
There are those with hearts so large
That you only see the half
There are those with hearts so frail
It could shatter with a touch
There are those
With hearts too frail
To live like you and I
With flowers in their eyes
The eyes that bloom with fear
For fear they'll miss the hour
That leads them
To their dreams
There are those
With hearts so tender
That the fieldmouse nests inside
There are those
With hearts too tender
Half human and half saint
There are those with hearts so vast
That you'll never see the end
There are those with hearts too vast
They deprive themselves of dreams
With flowers in their eyes
The eyes that bloom with fear
For fear they'll miss the hour
That leads them to their dreams
There are those
With hearts so open
That they can't help but reveal
The heart so unprotected
The heart that's born to serve
See him there his heart so open
And so tender and so frail
Cursed be those empty branches
That will never bend to know
The flowers in their eyes
The eyes that bloom with fear
For fear they'll miss the hour
That leads them to their dreams