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Текст (слова) песни: Theatre Of Tragedy - To These Words I Beheld No Tongue



Soliloquy by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy
Whether the thrond Monarch weareth the crown,
Which I know not whether to his belongeth;
Doth he hence the sceptre sway?
Seasoneth he justice?
Daresay I he doth not,
Will he then use his sceptre as a wand? -
Where doth sit my awe? - Trieth me conjure;
Perchance a spell?; a reptile, a sullied hound? -
Is the gentle rain a quality of his? -
I bethink this fro my thoughts; hitherto, about this,
I beheld to these words no tongue; are the
Monarch`s men his thralls or his servants? -
Oft I waylay my tongue -
Those of which are withal by my gnarld heart not heed`d;
Or doth the throstle sing with more glee
At daybreak than a twilight? -
Brawl not my imp, nor my cherub; reserve my judgment -
Crave not the sword when the bodkin fro ere thine is;
That undiscover`d country; be that
Of calamity, be that of joy, be that of apathy;
Tread not paths of new when those of old are
Far by an only single footstep; walk, be it
On the left, on the right - be it the one which
Straight forward leadeth; the one of correct
I have as until now not heed`d any signs of!

 

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