[00:00.000] 作词 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.316] 作曲 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.632] 编曲 : 顺德灵机
[00:00.948] 制作人 : 顺德灵机
[00:01.267]《Wind》
[00:02.860]Write a lyric: Shunde Lingji
[00:03.886]Compose music: Shunde Lingji
[00:04.767]Producer: Shunde Lingji
[00:05.780]Vocal Producer: Sandy/ Lemon tree
[00:06.676]Guitar: Due East/ Jayl
[00:07.539]Backing Vocals Arrangement: Due East
[00:08.269]Recording Studio: Mplyp Studio
[00:08.861]Vocal Recorded by: Jack Dai
[00:09.446]Mixing & Mastering Engineer：Shunde Lingji
[00:10.050]Project Executive：Wang Chen，
[00:10.899]OP : Universe Star Clear Cultural Media Co., Ltd
[00:12.921]We're all in the wind,
[00:15.278]Parting and meeting beyond our will.
[00:24.901]Once the silver threads are broken,
[00:29.156]They can never be mended still.
[00:33.488]
[00:37.316]In this mortal world of fireworks,
[00:42.031]Each has his own regret.
[00:44.452]The gears of fate turn silently,
[00:48.135]We're but chess pieces in this net.
[00:52.487]
[00:56.685]Love's a locked compass,
[00:59.820]Spinning wild but never free.
[01:03.126]Time's erased our fingerprints,
[01:06.366]Yet the gears still turn for me.
[01:08.740]
[01:09.964]Love's a locked compass,
[01:12.437]Pointing where I cannot see.
[01:15.990]Time's erased our fingerprints,
[01:20.986]Yet the gears still turn for me.
[01:27.507]
[01:32.751]Those clockwork footsteps advance,
[01:35.932]Hastening on their way.
[01:44.492]I don't know why,
[01:46.918]To me they seem in another day.
[01:53.164]
[01:56.384]Or perhaps, it's us
[02:00.551]Walking in a different space.
[02:04.240]Love's a locked compass,
[02:07.773]Ended only by time's embrace.
[02:12.070]
[02:14.868]Love's a locked compass,
[02:17.394]Spinning wild but never free.
[02:20.905]Time's erased our fingerprints,
[02:24.116]Yet the gears still turn for me.
[02:27.248]
[02:27.788]Love's a locked compass,
[02:30.343]Pointing where I cannot see.
[02:33.815]Time's erased our fingerprints,
[02:38.708]Yet the gears still turn for me.
[02:41.800]
[02:47.836]I want to drink some wine,
[02:50.398]Let my soul shed its frame.
[02:53.277]So it can be carried away
[02:56.691]By the gentle wind's gait.
[02:58.920]
[03:03.510]Love's a locked compass,
[03:06.030]Spinning wild but never free.
[03:09.458]Time's erased our fingerprints,
[03:12.813]Yet the gears still turn for me.
[03:16.270]
[03:16.649]Love's a locked compass,
[03:18.870]Pointing where I cannot see.
[03:22.408]Time's erased our fingerprints,
[03:27.264]Yet the gears still turn for me.
[03:33.272]
[03:39.335]The wind blows strong,
[03:41.512]Yet it bypasses my soul.
[03:51.347]Birds fly past the street-lights,
[03:54.544]The river takes me back to days of old.
[04:01.309]Speaking of that spring's charm,
[04:07.942]The morning's scent in my hair unfurled.
[04:16.812]Hair unfurled.

作词 : 顺德灵机
作曲 : 顺德灵机
编曲 : 顺德灵机
制作人 : 顺德灵机
《Wind》
Write a lyric: Shunde Lingji
Compose music: Shunde Lingji
Producer: Shunde Lingji
Vocal Producer: Sandy/ Lemon tree
Guitar: Due East/ Jayl
Backing Vocals Arrangement: Due East
Recording Studio: Mplyp Studio
Vocal Recorded by: Jack Dai
Mixing & Mastering Engineer：Shunde Lingji
Project Executive：Wang Chen，
OP : Universe Star Clear Cultural Media Co., Ltd
We're all in the wind,
Parting and meeting beyond our will.
Once the silver threads are broken,
They can never be mended still.
In this mortal world of fireworks,
Each has his own regret.
The gears of fate turn silently,
We're but chess pieces in this net.
Love's a locked compass,
Spinning wild but never free.
Time's erased our fingerprints,
Yet the gears still turn for me.
Love's a locked compass,
Pointing where I cannot see.
Time's erased our fingerprints,
Yet the gears still turn for me.
Those clockwork footsteps advance,
Hastening on their way.
I don't know why,
To me they seem in another day.
Or perhaps, it's us
Walking in a different space.
Love's a locked compass,
Ended only by time's embrace.
Love's a locked compass,
Spinning wild but never free.
Time's erased our fingerprints,
Yet the gears still turn for me.
Love's a locked compass,
Pointing where I cannot see.
Time's erased our fingerprints,
Yet the gears still turn for me.
I want to drink some wine,
Let my soul shed its frame.
So it can be carried away
By the gentle wind's gait.
Love's a locked compass,
Spinning wild but never free.
Time's erased our fingerprints,
Yet the gears still turn for me.
Love's a locked compass,
Pointing where I cannot see.
Time's erased our fingerprints,
Yet the gears still turn for me.
The wind blows strong,
Yet it bypasses my soul.
Birds fly past the street-lights,
The river takes me back to days of old.
Speaking of that spring's charm,
The morning's scent in my hair unfurled.
Hair unfurled.