[00:00.000] 作词 : Keren Ann Zeidel
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Keren Ann Zeidel/Benjamin Biolay
[00:10.016]Close your eyes and roll a dice
[00:14.801]Under the board there's a compromise
[00:20.107]If after all only live twice
[00:24.630]Which life is the runroad to paradise
[00:29.403]Don't say a word
[00:32.860]Here comes the break of the day
[00:39.230]In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
[00:45.079]Of the end of May
[00:54.374]Close your eyes and make a bet
[00:58.894]Faced to the glare of the sunset
[01:04.418]This is about as far as we get
[01:08.659]You haven't seen me disguised yet
[01:13.712]Don't say a word
[01:16.902]Here comes the break of the day
[01:23.272]In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
[01:29.377]Of the end of May
[01:42.926]Close your eyes and make a wish
[01:47.713]Under the stone there's a stone fish
[01:52.751]Hold your breath then roll the dice
[01:57.537]It might be the runroad to paradise
[02:02.313]Don't say a word
[02:06.036]Here comes the break of the day
[02:12.150]In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
[02:18.256]Of the end
[02:22.242]Don't say a word
[02:25.955]Here comes the break of the day
[02:31.805]In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
[02:37.643]Of the end of May

作词 : Keren Ann Zeidel
作曲 : Keren Ann Zeidel/Benjamin Biolay
Close your eyes and roll a dice
Under the board there's a compromise
If after all only live twice
Which life is the runroad to paradise
Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
Of the end of May
Close your eyes and make a bet
Faced to the glare of the sunset
This is about as far as we get
You haven't seen me disguised yet
Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
Of the end of May
Close your eyes and make a wish
Under the stone there's a stone fish
Hold your breath then roll the dice
It might be the runroad to paradise
Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
Of the end
Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In white clouds of sand raised by the wind
Of the end of May