|
作词 : Ann Ann |
|
作曲 : Ann Ann |
|
Wonders |
|
By: Ann Ann |
|
How did God create |
|
The gorgeous Earth? |
|
What exactly is knowledge? |
|
What are colors? |
|
Have you been wondering |
|
What I’ve been wondering? |
|
Why is water, water |
|
Why isn’t it not water? |
|
But these questions have been |
|
Burning since I was born, |
|
And I can’t figure them out. |
|
Maybe that’s the only angle |
|
We see as humans |
|
And even Einstein can’t figure out. |
|
I think... |
|
Our eyes are limited |
|
There’s no end of space, but just |
|
We don’t know at all. |
|
Just like an ant, |
|
It doesn’t see what we see |
|
And we’re probably an ant in the universe. |
|
My expectation, |
|
Of this information, |
|
Was relaxation, |
|
Thought satisfaction |
|
But reality was a invitation, |
|
To my brain destruction. |
|
My expectation, |
|
Of this information, |
|
Was relaxation, |
|
Thought satisfaction |
|
But reality was a invitation, |
|
To my brain destruction. |
|
Do wonders, get covered? |
|
Will God answer, my wonder? |
|
Do wonders, get uncovered? |
|
Or we will find out ourselves one day... |
|
How did God create, |
|
the gorgeous Earth? |
|
What exactly is knowledge? |
|
What are colors? |
|
Have you been wondering, |
|
what I’ve been wondering? |
|
Why is water, water? |
|
Why isn’t it not water? |
|
How did God create |
|
the gorgeous Earth? |
|
What exactly is knowledge? |
|
What are colors? |
|
Have you been wondering, |
|
what I’ve been wondering? |
|
Why is water, water? |
|
Why isn’t it not water? |
|
But these questions have been |
|
Burning since I was born, |
|
And I can’t figure them out. |
|
Maybe that’s the only angle |
|
We see as humans |
|
And even Einstein can’t figure out. |
|
I think... |
|
Our eyes are limited |
|
There’s no end of space, but just |
|
We don’t know at all. |
|
Just like an ant, |
|
It doesn’t see what we see |
|
And we’re probably an ant in the universe. |
|
My expectation, |
|
Of this information, |
|
Was relaxation, |
|
Thought satisfaction |
|
But reality was a invitation, |
|
To my brain destruction. |
|
My expectation, |
|
Of this information, |
|
Was relaxation, |
|
Thought satisfaction |
|
But reality was a invitation, |
|
To my brain destruction |
