《The Letter》歌词

[00:01:58] 2nd of August 1797. His Majesty ship "Providence". Boston.

[00:01:58] Dear Prudence!

[00:01:58] My words can't describe how heavy my burden has been during these few months. The rough

[00:01:58] Sea has delayed our journey back for several days the storm is settling now. and the crew is

[00:01:58] Hastingly buying and loading cargo. unfortunately it requires my presence. so i'll i send this

[00:01:58] Letter with the captain of the "capricorn". the last will of my brother, william, has been a saddening

[00:01:58] Task. to try and sell his estate and belongings. his life's toil has grieved me as the

[00:01:58] Memories of him come vividly haunting me i miss home. the ways of the new world are not for me, and

[00:01:58] Most of all i miss you, i could not believe such hick as i had when i first met you. my endless

[00:01:58] Dream is that you could be mine to love, i can only wish, though i think hopelessly, that i could

[00:01:58] Make you even partly as happy as i am with you - if only your father would find it in his heart to

[00:01:58] Understand our hearts desires over the fact that i am not of noble heir. i wish this voyage of

[00:01:58] Grief would be over, i wish i was with you even i'm not at home in the joyous eves, dances and

[00:01:58] Masquerades of the court. hopefully you haven't locked your smile behind the door of your room,

[00:01:58] Even when i'm gone. i do hope i am worthy enough to make you smile whence i return, my flame still

[00:01:58] Burns for you.

[00:01:58] Yours beloving: Antracon