《Mire》歌词

[00:00:00] Mire (泥潭) - Theatre Of Tragedy (悲情剧院)

[00:01:27] Harken

[00:01:33] The clouds mustered in dark

[00:01:41] So painfully easing

[00:01:48] Hush hearest ye the yew doting

[00:01:56] It's years of yore in a mire

[00:02:05] Each like a corpse within it's grave

[00:02:14] Wrought for us a yearn of leaf

[00:02:30] 'Tis not a lore of bale nor loathe and

[00:02:37] Harmony and esthesia

[00:02:42] Are it's blisses

[00:02:45] Ne'er ere hath

[00:02:47] It existed so sonorously

[00:02:52] Just along the way the pale drape

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

[00:03:04] Tempted thy shutters to open

[00:03:12] And thus quenched the hearth

[00:03:19] Thou giv'st to misery all thou hast

[00:03:23] The cold

[00:03:24] Cold

[00:03:25] Cold

[00:03:26] Cold

[00:03:28] With weal embraced the sprounting landscape

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

[00:03:40] This joy subdueth until it again waneth

[00:03:48] Save the drooping winter of stalwart