《The Wanderings of Ophelia Through the Untamed Countryside》歌词

[00:00:03] Ventus

[00:00:09] Planctus

[00:00:14] Caligo fallo suus

[00:00:17]

[00:00:39] The lilies part gracefully at the sinking of the sun

[00:00:41] The abandoned silken bed revels in leaves of the countryside.

[00:00:44] The chess pieces are moved by unseen hands

[00:00:47] The butterflies gather in a secret place unspoken of

[00:00:49] The birds are uneasy the stag darts through the woodland

[00:00:53] The water upon the pond clouds

[00:00:54] As Ophelia's fish-eaten garment rises

[00:01:03] Her soddened garment rises

[00:01:11] A skyscape so heart-melting

[00:01:15] The waltz of the mighty oak

[00:01:19] Captured and humoured as their arms tower

[00:01:23] Between the stars and past the Plough

[00:01:27] Whilst close by a vague scuttle of rats

[00:01:30] Stirs the undergrowth as she lifts

[00:01:34] Her pale declining head

[00:01:36] And sets to her haunt run swift Ophelia

[00:01:43] And if I were to turn quickly enough would I see her

[00:01:47] The fright as she ran

[00:01:48] But she ran from nothing

[00:01:50] But the sound of the wind

[00:01:52] To whip around her

[00:01:53] As if to call her back into the depth of the woods

[00:01:57] To curse at her more

[00:01:58] So the earth with it's violin can scratch at her mind

[00:02:02] The Orion would throw down things of delightful devastation

[00:02:07] Cast a keen eye on the ghostly movements on the stairs

[00:02:12] And pray do tell what secrets do Saturn and she hold

[00:02:14] Strange how the birds land on her unafraid unstirred

[00:02:16] In a labyrinth of the exquisite

[00:02:18] Caverns of the surreal

[00:02:19] Domain of the treacherous place of the fearless

[00:02:45] The sun now in it's slumber and folklore stirring fiercely

[00:02:50] A skyscape so heart-melting

[00:02:53] The waltz of the mighty oak

[00:02:57] Captured and humoured as their arms tower

[00:03:01] Between the stars and past the Plough

[00:03:05] Whilst close by the vague scuttle of

[00:03:09] Rats stirs the undergrowth

[00:03:13] As she lifts her pale declining head

[00:03:15] And sets to her haunt run swift Ophelia

[00:04:21] To illuminated gardens

[00:04:53] Upon the meadow she shall run Frayer face of angel

[00:05:09] On this eve the sky is not yet black but dark blue

[00:05:15] This doth happen in the summer

[00:05:22] Her search will become triumphant

[00:05:24] I pledge my soul to this

[00:05:36] As an unpleasant array of

[00:05:37] Throat-eaten foxes bombard the Manor

[00:05:43] My memories of her are laid down and torched

[00:05:47] Fire fire fire

[00:06:28] That's the Ophelia