[00:00.000] 作词 : My Dying Bride[00:47.410]So little of what we observe, is the girl herself.[01:03.220][01:06.280]Elaborate, scented coiffers.[01:11.910][01:15.800]Adieud'amour.[01:21.240][01:25.730]Vast is the heirs ballroom.[01:29.800][01:33.680]Let the rich give you presents.[01:39.820][01:44.060]Heaven pours from her throat, as she sings and as she dances.[01:58.060][02:50.310]The fumes of rich swine, honeyglazed and dripping, playing in the air.[03:04.310][03:05.690]My mouth eager and wishing.[03:09.380][03:10.630]But I return to this nightingale.[03:14.700][03:15.760]Her hair all fiery red.[03:19.510][03:20.950]Deep it is and wild.[03:24.570][03:25.940]My weakness will be fed.[03:29.900][04:21.740]Boys whipped on the alter of diana, sometimes until they died.[04:29.570][04:31.740]The cunning wily merchant, and his four crippled horses.[04:41.240][04:54.870]Tales told in warlike manner.[04:59.680][05:00.550]The storyteller by the fire.[05:03.690][05:06.190]While musing deeply on this sight, the songster stirred my desire.[05:15.250][06:18.620]You are sweet and fine to listen to.[06:27.870][06:31.000]Long tresses about her neck.[06:35.620][06:38.320]Yet much is false.[06:41.630][06:45.900]This mighty evening, I've seen no face.[06:56.640][07:01.330]This is crushing me.[07:05.210][07:07.920]My quill it aches.[07:11.610][07:31.090]Turn loose the swans that drew my poets craft.[07:43.550][07:48.580]I'll well in desolate cities.[07:51.340][07:57.340]You burned my wings.[07:58.960][08:05.870]I leave this ode, splendid victorious through the carnage.[08:16.120][08:23.250]I wanted to touch them all.[08:25.490][08:31.680]I wanted to touch them all.