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A Distance There I] |
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Theatre Of Traged] |
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Theatre Of Traged] |
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作曲 : Lorentz Aspen/Raymond Rohonyi |
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作词 : Liv Kristine Espenæs Krull |
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Theatre Of Tragedy |
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A Distance There Is |
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Come in out of the rain thou sayest |
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but thou ne'er step'st aside |
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And I am trapp'd |
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A distance there is... |
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None, save me and the bodkin |
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pitter-patter on the roof: |
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Behold! - 'tis not the rain; |
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thence me it has to be |
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I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear; |
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Thou hast heed'd that I am of innocence, |
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yet thou let'st thy lass into peril |
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Thou let'st me be parched; |
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My heart ....... |
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My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask. |
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There I soon am to be |
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but how am I to run when my bones, my heart! |
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Thou hast me bereaft! |
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But run thou sayest; |
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I run |
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And there and then I behold that a time will come when I again dead will be. |
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Thou tell'st me to leave without delay |
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I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands; |
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Lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending; |
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So by a dint of smite I gait ere I run and melt together with dusk. |
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In my mind in which is this event, |
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But it seems as if naught is to change anyway?! |
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After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths |
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The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me, |
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Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world: |
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All the beatiful moments shared, deliberatlely push'd aside |
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After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths |
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The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me, |
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Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world: |
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All the beatiful moments shared, deliberatlely push'd aside |
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...a distance there is... |
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