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