Seeing them swarm across the sky and across the ocean... I experienced the greatness of life... In the meantime... what have we humans done? Some people care about those birds and love them, while some people hunt them, put them in cages, pollute the environment they live on...
Migration - for reproduction? To fulfill that eternal promise? Maybe, but that doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is that we are on the road, never stopping...
It is a road that has been arranged for a long time, and it has been passed down for a long time, even forever...
It is an inescapable road, being driven away, a little helpless and sad...
That is a sacred road, fly forward, fly forward, always forward...
"To Be By Your Side", sings the theme of the film...
For tonight I will be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly . Flying over the mountains, rivers and valleys, spring, autumn, winter and summer, greeting them and saying goodbye. This is our migration, our way, all of our existence...
Attached: Nick Cave "To Be By Your Side" (Chinese and English translation)
Across the oceans, across the seas.
Over
forests of blackened trees.
Through the dark jungle
Through valleys so still we dare not breathe.
To
be by your side.
Over
the shifting desert plains.
Across
mountains all in flames. Over
the erupting volcano
Through howling winds and fringing rains. To be by your side. To be by your side. Every mile and every year. For everyone a little tear . Every tear I can not explain this, dear. How can I say to you dear I will not even try. Into the night as the stars collide. Across the border that divide. cross the border, fly to the edge
Forest of stone standing petrified.
To be by your side. To be by your side.
Every
mile and every year.
For
everyone a single tear.
I
can not explain this, dear.
How can I tell you
I will not even try.
For
I know one thing.
Love comes on a wing.
For
tonight I will by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly. From
the deepest oceans to the highest peak. Through the frontiers of your sleep Sleeping Edge Into the valley where we dare not speak.
Into the valley so silent that we can't speak
To be by your
side
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