Текст песни Theatre Of Tragedy - ...A Distance There Is...

Come in out of the rain thou sayest -
but thou ne'er stept'st aside;
And I am trapp'd - A distance there is...
None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof;
Behold! - 'tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -
I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear;
Thou hast heed'd that I am of innocence,
Yet thou let'st thy lass into peril -
Thou let'st me be parched;
My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask.
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When thou thy tears hast hidden,
"Come back!" thou sayest - There I soon am to be -
But how am I to run when my bones, my heart
Thou hast me bereaft - But run thou sayest;
I run - And there and then I behold
that a time will come when I again dead will be.
Thou tell'st me to leave without delay -
I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands;
Lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending;
So by a dint of smite I gait ere I run and melt together with dusk.
But it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!
After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths -
The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,
Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world;
All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside -
...a distance there is...

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