[al:The Last Morning]
[by:凡-夏爾]
[00:15.71]Doorkeeper, doorkeeper,
[00:17.53]where have the kids gone?
[00:20.03]No songs from the pasture
[00:22.14]echo with their sound,
[00:24.82]no wide open gate
[00:27.26]beckon freedom and friend,
[00:28.86]nor cries in the distance
[00:32.44]attract the free man.
[00:34.47]Stillness walks the forest
[00:36.77]where sorrow now stands.
[01:03.64]Doorkeeper, doorkeeper,
[01:05.64]look yonder the blue
[01:07.92]the hairs of the children
[01:10.34]cascade down the hill.
[01:12.95]They follow the man with
[01:15.32]a flute and a tune.
[01:17.40]No lips soft and tender
[01:19.90]will call out for you,
[01:22.48]fair maiden, to play
[01:24.31]among white lily fields.
[01:51.55]Doorkeeper, doorkeeper,
[01:53.52]no hope is all lost.
[01:55.87]The boy who walks slowly
[01:58.19]is left far behind,
[02:00.70]the crutches he leans on
[02:03.27]is worn out with time.
[02:05.27]So guard him with kisses
[02:07.86]upon his forehead
[02:10.47]the sweetness of heaven
[02:12.72]sleeps soundly in bed.
[02:39.69]Doorkeeper, doorkeeper,
[02:41.54]no hope is all lost.
[02:43.80]The boy who walks slowly
[02:46.10]is left far behind,
[02:48.91]the crutches he leans on
[02:51.51]is worn out with time.
[02:53.52]So guard him with kisses
[02:55.99]upon his forehead -
[02:58.53]the sweetness of heaven
[03:04.61]sleeps soundly in bed.
[03:09.42]