《Mir Egal》歌词

[00:00:05] mire - theatre of tragedy

[00:01:27] harken! - the clouds mustered in dark -

[00:01:41] so painfully easing.

[00:01:48] hush! - hearest ye the yew doting;

[00:01:56] its years of yore in a mire,

[00:02:05] each like a corpse within its grave;

[00:02:14] wrought for us a yearn of lief;

[00:02:30] tis not a lore of bale nor loathe;

[00:02:37] harmony and aesthesia are its blisses;

[00:02:45] ne'er ere hath it exist'd so sonorously -

[00:02:52] jostl'd away the pale drape

[00:02:57] that us had been o'erhung -

[00:03:04] tempt'd thy shutters to open

[00:03:12] and thus quench'd the hearth;

[00:03:19] thou giv'st to misery all thou hast: the cold -

[00:03:28] with weal embrac'd the sprounting landscape

[00:03:36] like a star of heaven in the broad daylight -

[00:03:41] this joy subdueth until it again waneth,

[00:03:48] save the drooping winter of stalwart.