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  • 作词 : Candice Night
    作曲 : Ritchie Blackmore
    The Spinner's Tale -Blackmore 's Night
    Somewhere the leaves on the trees look like lace
    Falling in shadows across your face
    Sunshine and darkness in perfect harmony
    Shadows now live where light used to be
    A spinning wheel where our memories were spun
    Weaving our way through the fabric of time
    Winding the wheel back to where we had begun
    Spinning away to when you once were mine
    Here in my chamber waiting for the dawn
    I turn away the curtains are drawn
    Somewhere in time when the night began to fall
    Just for a moment we had it all
    A spinning wheel where our memories were spun
    Weaving our way through the fabric of time
    Winding the wheel back to where we had begun
    Spinning away to when you once were mine
    We choose our path never knowing right or wrong
    Ribbons get tangled within the storm
    Just like the widow was weaving her web
    The spinners wheel holds tight to the thread
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Candice Night
    [00:00.300] 作曲 : Ritchie Blackmore
    [00:00.601]The Spinner's Tale -Blackmore 's Night
    [00:10.710]Somewhere the leaves on the trees look like lace
    [00:15.810]Falling in shadows across your face
    [00:25.220]Sunshine and darkness in perfect harmony
    [00:30.320]Shadows now live where light used to be
    [00:39.959]A spinning wheel where our memories were spun
    [00:44.849]Weaving our way through the fabric of time
    [00:51.659]Winding the wheel back to where we had begun
    [00:56.578]Spinning away to when you once were mine
    [01:32.437]Here in my chamber waiting for the dawn
    [01:37.456]I turn away the curtains are drawn
    [01:46.546]Somewhere in time when the night began to fall
    [01:51.886]Just for a moment we had it all
    [02:01.446]A spinning wheel where our memories were spun
    [02:06.336]Weaving our way through the fabric of time
    [02:12.806]Winding the wheel back to where we had begun
    [02:18.86]Spinning away to when you once were mine
    [02:53.842]We choose our path never knowing right or wrong
    [02:58.932]Ribbons get tangled within the storm
    [03:07.982]Just like the widow was weaving her web
    [03:13.121]The spinners wheel holds tight to the thread