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歌词
作词 : Rohonyi ...
R: "Hap mirthfulness! -
Oh! joy of grand riddance;
Undress me my hauberk! -
The wyern hath errant'd."
L: "Ire of yore - bard of e'eryears -
I deem the brood hath wan'd -
Fore'ermore?!"
R: "Fro the chasm of the bosom,
Bale a hand back.
Hark! my dove -
Henceforth I bulwark thee! -
Feathers of swans in my pillow -
I cede my heart.
Make haste! -
I pray -
Respond my plea!"
L: "Lo! - a sire of great awe -
A knight of many battles!"
R: "...And of kinsmen weeping
For the slain!
Please! - heed my words;
In thy sorrow I will kiss thy tears -
In thy bliss I will take thee by
Thy hand -
The sapor of grapes
Thou shalt savor -
And harken the nightingale
Sing
Oh so blithely!"
L: "On his knees...
A plea to harvest roses;
No heed for the thorns you count!
Wherefore vow me?
Wherefor this gildéd proffer?
Wherefore not pay court
To a maid more fair? -
Morn of a joyous day!
Hower 'twixt weed!
Fertile desert!
Cheerful dirge!
Misery me not! - man nor beast; envy me;
Lest 'tis an act of wont!
Many are the drapes
That my past bury -
Ineffable feeling indulgeth in battles!"
R: "Tisn't what thou vambrace'st thy words with!!; / L: "Forgive me for
R: I bethink dotingly only thy weal - / L: deeming thee direfully -
R: Therein abdiding with thee / L: Yet I was a trifle daunt'd."
R: Is for me the grandest boon!"
R: "Hap mirthfulness! -
Oh! joy of grand riddance;
Undress me my hauberk! -
The wyern hath errant'd."
L: "Ire of yore - bard of e'eryears -
I deem the brood hath wan'd -
Fore'ermore?!"
R: "Fro the chasm of the bosom,
Bale a hand back.
Hark! my dove -
Henceforth I bulwark thee! -
Feathers of swans in my pillow -
I cede my heart.
Make haste! -
I pray -
Respond my plea!"
L: "Lo! - a sire of great awe -
A knight of many battles!"
R: "...And of kinsmen weeping
For the slain!
Please! - heed my words;
In thy sorrow I will kiss thy tears -
In thy bliss I will take thee by
Thy hand -
The sapor of grapes
Thou shalt savor -
And harken the nightingale
Sing
Oh so blithely!"
L: "On his knees...
A plea to harvest roses;
No heed for the thorns you count!
Wherefore vow me?
Wherefor this gildéd proffer?
Wherefore not pay court
To a maid more fair? -
Morn of a joyous day!
Hower 'twixt weed!
Fertile desert!
Cheerful dirge!
Misery me not! - man nor beast; envy me;
Lest 'tis an act of wont!
Many are the drapes
That my past bury -
Ineffable feeling indulgeth in battles!"
R: "Tisn't what thou vambrace'st thy words with!!; / L: "Forgive me for
R: I bethink dotingly only thy weal - / L: deeming thee direfully -
R: Therein abdiding with thee / L: Yet I was a trifle daunt'd."
R: Is for me the grandest boon!"
lrc 歌词
[00:00.00] 作词 : Rohonyi ... [00:00.00] [00:52.15]R: "Hap mirthfulness! - [00:56.77]Oh! joy of grand riddance; [01:00.68]Undress me my hauberk! - [01:04.05]The wyern hath errant'd." [01:06.63]L: "Ire of yore - bard of e'eryears - [01:10.36]I deem the brood hath wan'd - [01:15.31]Fore'ermore?!" [01:19.38]R: "Fro the chasm of the bosom, [01:24.92]Bale a hand back. [01:28.57]Hark! my dove - [01:32.21]Henceforth I bulwark thee! - [01:35.58] [01:48.32]Feathers of swans in my pillow - [01:53.26]I cede my heart. [01:56.66]Make haste! - [01:58.37]I pray - [01:59.89]Respond my plea!" [02:02.87]L: "Lo! - a sire of great awe - [02:06.31]A knight of many battles!" [02:10.41]R: "...And of kinsmen weeping [02:13.97]For the slain! [02:17.72]Please! - heed my words; [02:21.41]In thy sorrow I will kiss thy tears - [02:24.90]In thy bliss I will take thee by [02:29.94]Thy hand - [02:31.00] [02:38.42]The sapor of grapes [02:41.93]Thou shalt savor - [02:45.51]And harken the nightingale [02:48.90]Sing [02:50.66]Oh so blithely!" [02:54.13]L: "On his knees... [02:58.28]A plea to harvest roses; [03:02.03]No heed for the thorns you count! [03:05.48]Wherefore vow me? [03:08.34]Wherefor this gildéd proffer? [03:11.89]Wherefore not pay court [03:15.68]To a maid more fair? - [03:19.21]Morn of a joyous day! [03:22.48]Hower 'twixt weed! [03:25.42]Fertile desert! [03:27.96]Cheerful dirge! [03:32.18]Misery me not! - man nor beast; envy me; [03:38.65]Lest 'tis an act of wont! [03:43.57] [03:45.71]Many are the drapes [03:51.26]That my past bury - [03:55.26] [04:02.37]Ineffable feeling indulgeth in battles!" [04:09.30] [04:14.99]R: "Tisn't what thou vambrace'st thy words with!!; / L: "Forgive me for [04:19.75]R: I bethink dotingly only thy weal - / L: deeming thee direfully - [04:23.01]R: Therein abdiding with thee / L: Yet I was a trifle daunt'd." [04:26.08]R: Is for me the grandest boon!" [04:29.14]
