mirah，
闷热的夏天的夜晚，没有蚊虫的叫嚷，
而有这样的一首歌，心情应该会很好吧。
很喜欢的一幅图，不知道为什么喜欢但就是喜欢。
And in the evening when i come
You’ll hear the silence of my strum
The ringing of the thundery drums
When love forgives from up above
The thirsty person who knows not
The shimmer of a brow that’s fraught
We have been blessed with certain thoughts
And speak with very little talk
And in the darkness we will walk
Until the day does make us stop
We’ll check the belly of the sun
To know exactly where we’re from
And in the evening when i come
You’ll hear the silence of my strum
The ringing of the thundery drums
When love forgives from up above
The thirsty person who knows not
The shimmer of a brow that’s fraught
We have been blessed with certain thoughts
And speak with very little talk
And in the darkness we will walk
Until the day does make us stop
We’ll check the belly of the sun
To know exactly where we’re from
To know exactly where we’re from
To know exactly where we’re from
