《Lorelei》歌词

[00:04:38] Lorelei - Theatre of Tragedy

[00:04:38] Ferie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a fa莽ade;

[00:04:38] A serenade siren'd to lure - Zounds! not to court me?

[00:04:38] A menad, yet the sweetest colleen -

[00:04:38] Certes didst thou me unveil meekly life pristine.

[00:04:38] Lorelei,

[00:04:38] A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death,

[00:04:38] Yet who the hell was I to dare?

[00:04:38] Lorelei,

[00:04:38] Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?

[00:04:38] Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?

[00:04:38] Dedally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade,

[00:04:38] For all years a damndest and driegh'd accolade -

[00:04:38] Caus'd for all eyes mazed to behold a m锚lee;

[00:04:38] In the midst did I swainly cast thee my bouquet:

[00:04:38] The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire,

[00:04:38] Bellow'd bidingly by my heart's quailing quire.

[00:04:38] Lorelei,

[00:04:38] A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death,

[00:04:38] Yet who the hell was I to dare?

[00:04:38] Lorelei,

[00:04:38] Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?

[00:04:38] Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?

[00:04:38] Perchance author I thee this ikon'd apologue for aught,

[00:04:38] Doth the wecht burthen thee?, then bethink thine afterthought:

[00:04:38] 'Tween Aether and 'Nether art thou the peerless phoenix -

[00:04:38] Prithee, darlingmost! - court me rather than the peevish prolix.