《Pouring》歌词

[00:09:03] On the cold bridge of grey stones

[00:09:03] Stood the old man in his grey robe

[00:09:03] Opening his oak barrels

[00:09:03] Pouring them to the river

[00:09:03] So began the pouring

[00:09:03] Light frozen

[00:09:03] Down snowing

[00:09:03] Light was weakening

[00:09:03] Grey was the curtain

[00:09:03] Wide were the shores

[00:09:03] Of the grey and green seas

[00:09:03] It was final