Theatre Of Tragedy - Sweet art thou letra de canción

Raymond:
«Stay still patient; wilt thou my sister of merciful troth be?
I shall attempt the halter of thy life make less tighten'd!»

Liv:
«I shall climb the yew,
Will it subdue me or not!»

Liv:
«Swooning emotions smite my bosom-
I have in aptness depriev'd thy eyrie
Fro many another a lass -
Dodge thither sable of yore!»

Raymond:
«Oh! - but ne'er alas;
Lodge here fore'ermore.»

Raymond:
«A narrow dell hath now for me turn'd into a broad land;
A land rich with fields of the Simbelmynë.»

Liv:
«Sonorous to my ears are the words form'd by thy tongue;
Conquer me! - Waylay me! - Swathe me 'twixt thy arms!
Make me sense the wine which is drunk by queens,
And let it flow white and full in taste o'er my lips.»

Raymond:
«Make me sense the wine which is drunk by kings,
And let it flow red and full in taste o'er my lips.»

Liv:
«A dais'd bridge o'er the ghyll,
In which a river bottomless -
I would have drownéd,
Yet thou drewest me out soaking!»

Liv:
«I can hear it! - I can feel it!
Yet I will not tarry idly!
Let it adamant be -
Empty the flagon in me!»

Raymond:
«Save thou art not yet all parched -
Eavesdroppest ye: A wee drop,
Whence it comes I can only deem,
Lest this for me is a gay dream:
A dream that will sojourn eternally -
In which theatre I will act!»