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Silver Lining (Austria)
04:16
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Here we toast to the one we could not see,
A muse's breath shuts an affable gate,
Waning...
Holding the guests for a most grand reveal,
At the click of a glass the nonexistent words set in
I...
I gazed in the brilliance of a nonexistent eye,
Veiled in verdant humours I took their chancing hand
Down an ire's stairs,
They led me to a place I'll never know
I....
"Take another drop"
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In rain,
they dance,
to the fall of gumdrops,
to seldom return
It is here,
wisps remain,
adrift like winter bees in the air
to someday reform
Gather in pods,
to bypass the dew,
like primeurs,
in a famine of candy leeches...
In eves,
(of) nectarous midsummer,
they march by my house,
yearning me to awake
Years pass,
still dreaming,
they never come by,
for I never awoke
In all these years,
I missed my wedding,
I left her waiting on a caravan trail...
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Lavender Town
06:26
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A broken snow surrounds me,
I can't help but march upon the sleet of the dead,
My boots are a pallid yellow,
yet they walk and fill all that isn't whole...
A broken snow surrounds me,
I can't help but dismember their sentiment
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Langue d'Enfance
05:40
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These words once meant so much,
bound to our ears as a remnant of home,
a hygge of worlds long gone,
a waning dream in forgotten songs
So let's create these stories,
before I forget this childhood tongue,
let's utter each word swiftly,
To the heteroge bow we whisper quietly
And when these words part,
from our mouths,
so will all we know,
We're but a vessel to the waves,
I'd love to remember my time here,
and there we will drown...
And I steal words from the dead;
I'm not dead yet
The tongue lies to a side of a corpse,
speaking it's last words to a hollow heart
Tell me everything I said back there was meaningful...
To the heteroge bow we whisper quietly
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Voilz Clokegàt at Ôspjère:
Ilyaspèr strand valeir dirlieul bílleten,
iran uniflex at popul,
ditad voil domillè duplerune athaç,
enface strand cohrghme ateguire topince
Símonetted og voilz çit at ôspjère athaç,
Saigoryd çúr mantel at colríi,
así at yj strand drapeir cohr uniflex,
vhient strand shire ateguire loimai
Seulxe regnadqße cirbande voilz poche,
preth Simonetta voilz prendent at tuberculosis ateguire camiñade,
Mimée étoillo euq Mimée dirixnée regnado at exdehors voil boît at pohirç atcompagne,
Así at horloge enclufrall éneruptfaux voilz bardroel sanpleurid...
Anglais:
The Ermine of Bones:
There is a tongue at the side,
of a corpse,
uttering it's last words,
to a hollow heart
Lying over it's bed of bones,
bleeding on cherry fur,
akin to a flag in ruins,
from a land far away
They prance around the town,
with símonetta the utmost beautiful victim of tuberculosis,
I wish I could admire her in her coffin,
as we provoke the grieving artist
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When all is gone (words die),
and when your world is anew (Remember),
When all is gone (words die),
and when you're far away (I'll be here)
When all is gone (words die),
and when your world is anew (Remember),
When all is gone (words die),
and when you're far away (I'll be here)
Still Waiting,
For the Call to beckon forth my name,
And fearing,
that you don't recall the ghost that lingers in photographs
I......
(I am with you now)
You....
(You are more than I ever)
Please...
(Please don't be afraid to),
You...
(You are with me)
And when that time comes,
I will be right there,
Like in that photograph,
It was me the whole time
And when that time comes,
I will be right there,
Like in that photograph,
It was me the whole time
I......
(I am with you now)
You....
(You are more than I ever)
Please...,
(Please don't be afraid to),
You...,
(You are with me)
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