[00:00.000] 作词 : Andreas Wettergreen Strømman Prestmo[00:01.000] 作曲 : Andreas Wettergreen Strømman Prestmo/Lars Fredrik Frøislie/Martin Nordrum Kneppen/Marius Halleland/Kristian Karl Hultgren[01:24.972]So it makes you think of summers end, the time of year when sprites attend[01:30.540]The congregation of the dying vine, weaving a shroud of the passing time[01:47.556]If you ever wonder why it turns, the wheel that burns, the stone that querns[01:53.364]Our movement is the key to change, and the change of the movement is the key to the strange[02:10.284]Waiting in five rooms of sorrow, wondering which way to follow[02:24.276]Which way to follow, in these rooms of sorrow[02:33.204]Walking in the valе, the vale of whispers, woеfully I wait within the cave of the sisters -[02:47.556]I'm captured in a trap of tricksters[03:02.172]If you ever wondered why the vale is there, filled with hopelessness and despair[03:08.460]Like the turning of the tide, old necessities rule here[03:13.476]The game was on, so long before the flickering eyes of man opened up and saw the prospect of these abundant lands[04:59.148]So it makes you think of summers end, the time of year when sprites attend[05:04.524]The congregation of the dying vine, weaving a shroud of the passing time[05:12.132]The autumnal pantomime[05:59.772]The ancient ones dwells within, and their law is everything[06:05.772]Governs who will be the slave and who will be the king[06:10.692]The water flows from the mountainside and into the eternal sea, washing up the spoils of man, the remnants of both you and me[06:24.732]Our broken promises adrift, we are nothing but debris[06:38.772]Collected by the maelstrom of eternity