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Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Record label: Massacre
Song language: English
Cheerful Dirge |
Hap mirthfulness! |
— Oh! |
joy of grand riddance; |
Undress me my hauberk! |
— the wyvern hath errant’d. |
Ire of yore — bard of e’eryears — |
I deem the brood hath wan’d — |
fore’ermore?! |
Fro the chasm of the bosom, bale I hand back. |
Hark! |
my dove — henceforth I bulwark thee! |
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Feathers of swans in my pillow — I cede my heart. |
Make haste! |
— I pray — respond my plea! |
Lo! |
— a sire of great awe — a knight of many battles! |
…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! |
On his knees… A plea to harvest |
roses; |
No heed for the thorns yon count! |
Wherefore this gildd proffer? |
Wherefore not pay court to a maid |
more fair? |
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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! |
Tisn’t what thou vambrace’st thy words with!!; |
I bethink dotingly only thy weal — |
Forgive me for deeming thee direfully — |
Therein abdiding with thee |
Yet I was a trifle daunt’d. |
Is for me the grandest boon! |