Come hither, and take my hands, You who have fled from your lands. Oh Smell the sweet and charming air, You shall not find any elsewhere. Come hither, and I’ll be thine, You who have roved from far climes. Let the ocean murmurs to your heart, Where your dream will never ever part. Hear then, hear then, it’s me chanting, In the sunny capes and flowering shores. Will you stay for me, will you dance with me, And remember I’m Parthenope？ 她仍未停止吟喔， 他卻已揚帆而過。 浪潮聲漸漸沉默， 只餘下海煙冷落。 時光停駐這一刻， 看遠處迷濛夜色， 許是往年如此渾噩， 竟曾忘了愛是什麼…… 是他，是他，喚醒為何， 她是無魂的歌者； 若是天國，依然記得， 便了結此生落寞…… Hear then, hear then, it’s me chanting, In the sunny capes and flowering shores. Will you stay for me, will you dance with me, And remember I’m Parthenope？ 再有人揚帆而過， 仿佛會憶起什麼。 或許是聽浪成歌， 記述著她曾在這……《故事》
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