Tytuł: Siren

• Wykonawca: Theatre Of Tragedy
• Wyświetleń: 391

Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en -
   By whom, know I not: 'lack! am I of twain -
   And as a crux - cede I my words -
   * Fro' my heart wilt thou ne'er
   Have I been 'sooth sinsyne.
   * Be left without - come!
   * Thine voice is oh so sweet
   I speer thine pine,
   * Ryking for me:
   Ryking for thee;
   * "List and heed", thou say'st
   Whistful, whistful -
   * Chancing to lure.
   Chancing to lure,
   Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -
   Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!
   Mayhap lured by the scent of lote -
   'Od! - the foetid - eft hie back I mote;
   For what I did my soul atrounced,
   * How I wish for thee again,
   O! do believe me, 'twasn't a frounce.
   * Will I give thee it: Troth.
   * Thine voice is oh so sweet
   I speer thine pine,
   * Ryking for me:
   Ryking for thee;
   * "List and heed", thou say'st
   Whistful, whistful -
   * Chancing to lure.
   Chancing to lure,
   Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -
   Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!