咋一听，真的不敢相信这是一支纯国产乐队
带着浓浓的北欧民谣金属味。。。每一首歌都让人回味无穷。
It's the profile of the mountains on your weighted
back
The hoar frost is falling on your hair that is no more
black
Your wrinkles had been written trials and tribulations
A pair of callous hands on which time had left its
track
Recollecting those days there are memories I cherish
so much
Sometimes I can't help asking why time had to rush
One or two of those scenes always break into my dreams
Reminds me of the way you walk, the feel of your touch
Father
Father
Your dreams fell on my shoulder
Father
Father
Your blood runs in my veins
Behold your son who is disobedient to the end
A stubborn heart refuses to change
The guidance and inculcation I still remember them all
In the days of adversity I kept telling myself to
stand up and walk tall
Lives out there is rough and rigorous
I have no choice but to fight with my back against the
wall
How I regret all the things that couldn't be undone
Sometimes I blame myself for being such a wayward son
I must confess that I've never wanted to live my life your
way
Because there's no chance to alter it and I only live
it once