歌曲 | Tales from the Inverted Womb |
歌手 | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
专辑 | Songs from the Inverted Womb |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
[00:00.00] | Tales From The Inverted Womb |
[00:27.34] | Alas, let me tell you about the beauty of the tomb: |
[00:34.23] | the stained glass, all viole(n)t, |
[00:37.66] | enhancing the gloom. |
[00:40.37] | Dark flowers, all withered, fragile and old, |
[00:47.68] | yet, their perfume still lingers like a secret untold. |
[00:54.15] | Like a dream, or a memory that floats in this vault, |
[01:00.41] | waiting for the moment it shall be recalled by some visitor, |
[01:09.13] | maybe, who is seeking release from a strange kind of sadness, |
[01:17.31] | some unknown disease. |
[01:20.66] | Its symptoms are madness, |
[01:24.01] | caused by the music in his head, |
[01:27.21] | sung by an endless choir, called: |
[01:31.66] | "the Voices of the Dead". |
[02:40.57] | It's his longing for silence |
[02:43.56] | for the absence of sound |
[02:46.52] | that will lead him the hidden path below the ground |
[02:53.73] | Where he shall discover, |
[02:56.39] | though terror and fear, behind black iron doors .... |
[03:03.95] | something is sleeping here: |
[03:07.15] | a little dead baby, |
[03:10.41] | a young boy lies kept, |
[03:13.15] | so fragile and frightened, crippled and sad... |
ti: Tales From The Inverted Womb | |
ar: Sopor ? ternus the Ensemble of Shadows | |
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[00:00.00] | zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:00.00] | Tales From The Inverted Womb |
[00:27.34] | Alas, let me tell you about the beauty of the tomb: |
[00:34.23] | the stained glass, all viole n t, |
[00:37.66] | enhancing the gloom. |
[00:40.37] | Dark flowers, all withered, fragile and old, |
[00:47.68] | yet, their perfume still lingers like a secret untold. |
[00:54.15] | Like a dream, or a memory that floats in this vault, |
[01:00.41] | waiting for the moment it shall be recalled by some visitor, |
[01:09.13] | maybe, who is seeking release from a strange kind of sadness, |
[01:17.31] | some unknown disease. |
[01:20.66] | Its symptoms are madness, |
[01:24.01] | caused by the music in his head, |
[01:27.21] | sung by an endless choir, called: |
[01:31.66] | " the Voices of the Dead". |
[02:40.57] | It' s his longing for silence |
[02:43.56] | for the absence of sound |
[02:46.52] | that will lead him the hidden path below the ground |
[02:53.73] | Where he shall discover, |
[02:56.39] | though terror and fear, behind black iron doors .... |
[03:03.95] | something is sleeping here: |
[03:07.15] | a little dead baby, |
[03:10.41] | a young boy lies kept, |
[03:13.15] | so fragile and frightened, crippled and sad... |
ti: Tales From The Inverted Womb | |
ar: Sopor ? ternus the Ensemble of Shadows | |
al: | |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:00.00] | Tales From The Inverted Womb |
[00:27.34] | Alas, let me tell you about the beauty of the tomb: |
[00:34.23] | the stained glass, all viole n t, |
[00:37.66] | enhancing the gloom. |
[00:40.37] | Dark flowers, all withered, fragile and old, |
[00:47.68] | yet, their perfume still lingers like a secret untold. |
[00:54.15] | Like a dream, or a memory that floats in this vault, |
[01:00.41] | waiting for the moment it shall be recalled by some visitor, |
[01:09.13] | maybe, who is seeking release from a strange kind of sadness, |
[01:17.31] | some unknown disease. |
[01:20.66] | Its symptoms are madness, |
[01:24.01] | caused by the music in his head, |
[01:27.21] | sung by an endless choir, called: |
[01:31.66] | " the Voices of the Dead". |
[02:40.57] | It' s his longing for silence |
[02:43.56] | for the absence of sound |
[02:46.52] | that will lead him the hidden path below the ground |
[02:53.73] | Where he shall discover, |
[02:56.39] | though terror and fear, behind black iron doors .... |
[03:03.95] | something is sleeping here: |
[03:07.15] | a little dead baby, |
[03:10.41] | a young boy lies kept, |
[03:13.15] | so fragile and frightened, crippled and sad... |
[00:00.00] | 来自倒转的子宫的故事 |
[00:27.34] | 唉,让我告诉你这坟墓的美丽: |
[00:34.23] | 这彩色的玻璃,都是紫罗兰色 |
[00:37.66] | 使这儿更显得阴暗 |
[00:40.37] | 黑暗的花朵,都凋谢了,脆弱而苍老 |
[00:47.68] | 但是,它们的香味仍然萦绕,就像从未透露的秘密一样 |
[00:54.15] | 像一场梦,或者一场回忆,它悬浮在这墓穴中 |
[01:00.41] | 等待着被拜访者唤醒的一刻 |
[01:09.13] | 也许,有谁在寻求从一种怪异的悲伤中得救 |
[01:17.31] | 一种不知名的疾病 |
[01:20.66] | 它的症状是疯狂 |
[01:24.01] | 源自他脑海中的音乐 |
[01:27.21] | 唱诗班没完没了地歌唱 |
[01:31.66] | “死者之声” |
[02:40.57] | 正是他对寂静的渴望 |
[02:43.56] | 对无声的追求 |
[02:46.52] | 引领他来到这地下的隐秘的小径 |
[02:53.73] | 在这里他会发现 |
[02:56.39] | 经过恐怖和畏惧,在黑色的铁门之后 |
[03:03.95] | 什么在沉睡着: |
[03:07.15] | 一个小小的死婴 |
[03:10.41] | 一个年轻的男孩躺着 |
[03:13.15] | 脆弱而且惶恐, 跛足而且悲伤 |