Song lyrics of "notes on Tomb robbery · traces" by Aunt er

The journey is winding and desolate.

It's so long to measure time alone.

The lost past,

How to face up to gaze again.

Lost by time, quietly freeze your appearance.

The dead bones can't bear the absurdity of history.

I didn't flinch, looking for your eyes.

The clue is broken and entangled again,

How many mists bury the truth.

Whether still can, again contain my stubborn.

How many suns rise and how many moons fall,

To understand your loneliness.

Mountains and rivers are silent, but they can't guess the result.

How many lights have I seen,

Not enough to understand your persistence.

When time goes by,

Loneliness is the lock.

The lost past,

How to face up to gaze again.

Whether still can, again contain my stubborn.

I've seen how many months it takes to go up and down,

To understand your loneliness.

Mountains and rivers are silent, but they can't guess the result.

How many lights have I seen,

Not enough to understand your persistence.

When time goes by,

Loneliness is the lock.