Текст (слова) песни: Theatre Of Tragedy - Angйlique
Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy
Thou dawdl`d not bringing me fro Жther to Nether, Still, duringly cling I on to this heather - Dew-scentйd blossom; thou wast pristine, The sweven of thee ne`er will I cede, my colleen. Drat this creature of memories ill, Foolhardy and fey I may be, yet him I shall quell.
`Vaunt! - Devil tyne - Wadst thou wane fore`ermae; Daunt - sinsyne thence, Ta`en as a dint, Angйlique?
Perforce and grinningly shall I maim in the vie - Alas dastard! - hanging by the noose die.
`Vaunt! - Devil tyne - Wadst thou wane fore`ermae; Daunt - sinsyne thence, Ta`en as a dint, Angйlique?
`Come not wont to this uncouth Devil!, Lest to a Devil thou wilt translate...my Angel.
`Vaunt! - Devil tyne - Wadst thou wane fore`ermae; Daunt - sinsyne thence, Ta`en as a dint, Angйlique?
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