Текст (слова) песни: Theatre Of Tragedy - Bacchante
Ado with a mean woe, An ado as aglow: Belying the paynim Thou rewrot`st the tome - An ivy-crown`d and dancing, And fawn`d and trancing - Espying the surly wud, And heeding her not.
Celebration
Afear`d of Bacchante, And dost thou `hold the yill? - Behind is the sleepless; Eyne `holding na mo.
Celebration
«Onto the paper scribe I the words that fro my heart move - With every dight letter, with the ebb of ink, The point of the quill my penmanship doth mirror; Tales of theft and adultery, Tales of devilment and witchery -
Tales of me.
Celebration Bacchari
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