Тексты песен Aesma Daeva

Do I know you from this cold life? Soulfulfilling love Colors like no one I feel I met you before this life I will find you I met you before I was flesh Only you are real Look beyond mankind We walk b

Where night's black bird (her sad) infamy sings. Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell, Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell, Exiled for ever, let me mourn Where night's black bird (her sad) infa

Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell, Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell, Exiled for ever, let me mourn, Where night's black bird (her sad) infamy sings. Down vain lights, shine you no more, D

To bright palace of gold sun I fly on flaming steed To steer my fathers god wings O please, fulfill my dream My queen is the bright-haired sun Herald young horse master Crescendo the dawn chorus Bow t

(There were three) (There were three) (There were three) (There were three) ... As I walked on my own As I look for my dear home I felt the sun leaving me White choruses wait for me "Where shall

Lysander I pursue, I pursue invain Cruel Lysander Thus to fly me, thus to fly me Let this begin She must not, she must not obtain him She must not, she must not obtain Never, never, never, never must

The frightened earth looks pail and cries It cries as war does consume the skies My armies already join the battle above The god of war fights the god of love Stand firm my battalions, stand firm The

O Death, O Death, rock me asleep, (In water...) Toll on, thou passing bell; Ring out my doleful knell; For I must... There is no remedy. My pains, my pains, who can express? Alas, they are so strong!

How astonishing is the chance Of leaving this world impress a sense Of natural beauties on us; hallelujah! I think of green fields; I muse With the greatest affection on every flower I have known from

Stay, Time, awhile thy flying, Stay, Time, awhile thy flying, Stay, Time, awhile thy flying, Stay and pity me dying. For Fate and friends have left me, And of comfort (has) bereft me. Come, come, clos

My white canoe, like the silvery air O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls When the moons of the world are round and fair I paddle back from the Camp of Souls When the wishtonwish in the low swamp

The Loon Upon the lake, upon the windless water, Swim down to me, beautiful bird. Mercy, stay not forever out of reach. I hear, I hear your evening song, strange alien song. Watered in blood in which

I sing of the muse My oar strikes the sea Christ can't save me Christ ran from me I'm facing the gods Now let the myth begin Christ can't save me Christ ran from me I walked in the loneliest deserts F

Those whom heaven helps We call the sons of heaven They do not learn this by learning We, uncertain ones I call the last of ancients We only reason with reason I will join the cursed on the lathe of h