
Date of issue: 16.07.2006
Song language: English
Nightingale |
Away, away, for I will fly to thee |
When my heart aches and drowsy numbness pains |
My sense as though of hemlock drunk |
Or empty some opiate to the drain |
One minutes passed and leftward sunk |
Away, away, for I will fly to thee |
Safer from heaven is with reasons blown |
Fade far away, dissolve and quite forget |
What among the leaves have never known |
The weariness, the fever and the fret |
Where old men sit and hear each other groan |
To seize upon the midnight with no pain |
And leaden eyes despair |
Away, away, for I will fly to thee |
Safer from heaven is with reasons blown |
Away, away, for I will fly to thee |
In virtuous rooms and winding ways |
I cannot see the flowers at my feet |
Fading violets covered up in leaves |
I’ve been half in love with easeful death |
Called him soft names in musing rhymes |
To take into the air my quiet breath |
Now more than ever seems it rich to die |
Away, away, for I will fly to thee |
Safer from heaven is with reasons blown |
Away, away, for I will fly to thee |
In virtuous rooms and winding ways |
Name | Year |
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Skin | 2003 |
Israel (as made famous by Siouxsie & The Banshees) | 2009 |