【不断内涵】the Sound of Smocendle

hello Leather Shoes my new friend.
i've come to talk with you again.
because a vision softly creeping
left its seeds while i was sleeping.
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains with the sound of Smocendle

in restless dreams i walk alone
narrow streets of ice cubes
beneath the hallo of the Never-put-out-Fire,
i turned my collar to the cold and damp
when my eyes were stabbled by the flash of a sun light
that split the night fog
and touched the sound of Smocendle
and in the foggy night i saw
ten thousand people may be more
people talking without speaking hearing without listening
people writing songs that voices never share
and no one dare disturb the sound of Smocendle
"fool" said i "you do not know
Smocendle like a ice thaw
hear my words that i might teach you
take my arms that i might reach you
but my words like silent rain-drops fell
and echo-ed in the wells of silence
and the people bow and prayed
to the fire god they made
and the sign flash out its warning
in the words that it was forming
and the sings said "the words of the prophers are
written the ice cubes and clear sky"
and whispered in the sounds of Smocendle

再次瞻仰一下西蒙大！