[Spoken] （深水声，远处钟声） 传说，这座城市犯了罪。 所以上帝让大海，把它收了回去。 但每到正午，教堂会从水里浮起来。 钟声，还在响。 响了一千年。 For a thousand years. [Verse 1] 海水漫过了玫瑰窗 Salt water fills the rose window 祭坛上长着白色珊瑚 White coral grows upon the altar 管风琴里住着鱼群 Fish make their homes inside the organ 它们唱的，还是当年的圣咏 They still sing the old Gregorian chant [Pre-Chorus] 钟还在敲 The bells still toll 一，二，三 One, two, three 每一声都沉在水里 Each note sinks into the deep 没有回声 No echo 因为海，把所有回声都吞了 Because the sea has swallowed every echo [Chorus] 水下的教堂 没有顶 The sunken cathedral has no roof 只有钟声在水里慢慢行 Only bells travel slowly through the deep 我潜到你的祭坛前 I dive before your altar 才发现 祈祷比呼吸 更难停 And find that prayer is harder to stop than breathing [Spoken] （更近，像在水底说话） Listen. That is not a bell. That is this city, breathing underwater. It is not dead. It simply exists in another way. We think sinking means the end. Actually, sinking just means living deeper. [Verse 2] 彩绘玻璃碎成了鳞 Stained glass shattered into scales 圣母像的眼睛里 住着珍珠 Pearls dwell in the Madonna's eyes 神父的法袍变成了海藻 The priest's robes turned into seaweed 但他的手，还保持着祝福的姿势 Yet his hands still hold the pose of blessing [Bridge] （管风琴与弦乐齐鸣，人声如圣咏） Rise—— From the deep—— The cathedral rises at noon Stone by stone, bell by bell It surfaces to remind the sky That what was sunk was never lost Never, never lost [Chorus] 水下的教堂 没有顶 The sunken cathedral has no roof 只有钟声在水里慢慢行 Only bells travel slowly through the deep 我潜到你的祭坛前 I dive before your altar 才发现 祈祷比呼吸 更难停 And find that prayer is harder to stop than breathing [Outro] （钟声渐远，水声） The bells... Still... Tolling... [Spoken] （极轻，像从水底传来） 正午过了。 教堂，又沉下去了。 但你听见了，对吗？ 那就够了。 有些东西，不需要浮出水面，也存在。 Some things exist without ever surfacing.
