[00:00.00] 作曲 : Justin Hurwitz
[00:00.32] 作词 : Justin Hurwitz/Benj Pasek/Justin Paul
[00:00.65]My aunt used to live in Paris
[00:02.88]I remember, she used to come home and she would tell us
[00:06.91]stories about being abroad and
[00:11.86]I remember she told us that she jumped in the river once,
[00:18.50]Barefoot
[00:21.04]
[00:22.83]She smiled,
[00:25.43]Leapt, without looking
[00:32.14]And tumbled into the Seine
[00:41.86]The water was freezing
[00:46.75]she spent a month sneezing
[00:50.83]but said she would do it, again
[00:55.27]
[00:58.66]Here's to the ones
[01:01.90]who dream
[01:05.73]Foolish, as they may seem
[01:13.73]Here's to the hearts
[01:17.18]that ache
[01:21.12]Here's to the mess
[01:24.62]we make
[01:26.86]
[01:29.01]She captured a feeling
[01:31.86]Sky with no ceiling
[01:34.80]The sunset inside a frame
[01:41.57]She lived in her liquor,
[01:44.62]and died with a flicker
[01:47.96]I'll always remember the flame
[01:51.56]
[01:54.45]Here's to the ones
[01:56.99]who dream
[02:00.63]Foolish, as they may seem
[02:06.32]Here's to the hearts
[02:08.87]that ache
[02:12.61]Here's to the mess
[02:15.05]we make
[02:16.75]
[02:17.14]She told me:
[02:20.38]A bit of madness is key
[02:24.87]to give us new colors to see
[02:29.16]Who knows where it will lead us?
[02:32.49]
[02:34.39]And that's why they need us,
[02:38.53]So bring on the rebels
[02:41.89]The ripples from pebbles
[02:44.64]The painters, and poets, and plays
[02:47.48]
[02:49.23]And here's to the fools
[02:53.07]who dream
[02:56.07]Crazy, as they may seem
[03:00.81]Here's to the hearts that break
[03:05.50]Here's to the mess we make
[03:12.73]
[03:14.88]I trace it all back,
[03:20.07]to that
[03:23.71]Her, and the snow, and the Seine
[03:30.94]Smiling through it
[03:36.43]She said
[03:39.66]She'd do it, Again

作曲 : Justin Hurwitz
作词 : Justin Hurwitz/Benj Pasek/Justin Paul
My aunt used to live in Paris
I remember, she used to come home and she would tell us
stories about being abroad and
I remember she told us that she jumped in the river once,
Barefoot
She smiled,
Leapt, without looking
And tumbled into the Seine
The water was freezing
she spent a month sneezing
but said she would do it, again
Here's to the ones
who dream
Foolish, as they may seem
Here's to the hearts
that ache
Here's to the mess
we make
She captured a feeling
Sky with no ceiling
The sunset inside a frame
She lived in her liquor,
and died with a flicker
I'll always remember the flame
Here's to the ones
who dream
Foolish, as they may seem
Here's to the hearts
that ache
Here's to the mess
we make
She told me:
A bit of madness is key
to give us new colors to see
Who knows where it will lead us?
And that's why they need us,
So bring on the rebels
The ripples from pebbles
The painters, and poets, and plays
And here's to the fools
who dream
Crazy, as they may seem
Here's to the hearts that break
Here's to the mess we make
I trace it all back,
to that
Her, and the snow, and the Seine
Smiling through it
She said
She'd do it, Again