[00:00.000] 作曲 : Rolf Løvland
[00:01.000] 作词 : Brendan Graham
[00:33.130]If I held in my hand,
[00:37.160]every grain of sand,
[00:41.440]Since time first began to be,
[00:47.100]
[00:48.649]Still, I could never count,
[00:53.489]measure the amount,
[00:56.639]Of all the things you are to me,
[01:03.299]
[01:07.829]If I could paint the sky,
[01:11.549]hang it out to dry,
[01:16.149]I would want the sky to be
[01:22.710]Oh,such a grand design,
[01:22.899]
[01:27.590]an everlasting sign,
[01:31.289]Of all the things you are to me.
[01:36.649]
[01:37.669]You are the song
[01:40.399]that comes on summer winds,
[01:44.570]You are the falling year
[01:48.910]that autumn brings;
[01:52.309]You are the wonder
[01:55.979]and the mystery
[01:59.350]In everything I see
[02:02.880]the things you are to me.
[02:08.820]
[02:13.320]Sometimes,I wake at night,
[02:17.510]suddenly take fright,
[02:22.100]You might be just fantasy,
[02:27.630]
[02:28.510]But then you reach for me
[02:32.640]and once again I see,
[02:36.390]All the things you are to me.
[02:42.480]
[02:42.890]You are the song
[02:46.170]that comes on summer winds,
[02:50.170]You are the falling year
[02:54.110]that autumn brings;
[02:57.800]You are the wonder
[03:01.610]and the mystery
[03:04.890]In everything I see
[03:08.360]the things you are to me.
[03:14.620]
[03:41.560]
[03:44.930]You are the song
[03:47.990]that comes on summer winds,
[03:52.600]You are the falling year
[03:56.310]that autumn brings;
[03:59.370]You are the wonder
[04:03.120]and the mystery
[04:06.700]In everything I see
[04:09.780]the things you are to me.
[04:16.700]
[04:20.339]All the things you are to me.
[04:33.159]

作曲 : Rolf Løvland
作词 : Brendan Graham
If I held in my hand,
every grain of sand,
Since time first began to be,
Still, I could never count,
measure the amount,
Of all the things you are to me,
If I could paint the sky,
hang it out to dry,
I would want the sky to be
Oh,such a grand design,
an everlasting sign,
Of all the things you are to me.
You are the song
that comes on summer winds,
You are the falling year
that autumn brings;
You are the wonder
and the mystery
In everything I see
the things you are to me.
Sometimes,I wake at night,
suddenly take fright,
You might be just fantasy,
But then you reach for me
and once again I see,
All the things you are to me.
You are the song
that comes on summer winds,
You are the falling year
that autumn brings;
You are the wonder
and the mystery
In everything I see
the things you are to me.

You are the song
that comes on summer winds,
You are the falling year
that autumn brings;
You are the wonder
and the mystery
In everything I see
the things you are to me.
All the things you are to me.