To Kill a King

To Kill a King 歌词

歌曲 To Kill a King
歌手 Saltillo
专辑 Monocyte
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Here the children come.
They have finished playing.
They have no thought of their mother's trouble.
What do the young know of grief?
Poor creature, she has discovered by her sufferings
What it means to one not to have lost one's country.
I am afraid she may think of some dreadful thing, for her heart is violent.
I know her ??? and I fear
Lest she may sharpen a sword and thrust to the heart,
Stealing into the palace where the bed is made,
Or even kill the king.
(The Medea, Euripides)
Here the children come.
They have finished playing.
They have no thought of their mother' s trouble.
What do the young know of grief?
Poor creature, she has discovered by her sufferings
What it means to one not to have lost one' s country.
I am afraid she may think of some dreadful thing, for her heart is violent.
I know her ??? and I fear
Lest she may sharpen a sword and thrust to the heart,
Stealing into the palace where the bed is made,
Or even kill the king.
The Medea, Euripides
Here the children come.
They have finished playing.
They have no thought of their mother' s trouble.
What do the young know of grief?
Poor creature, she has discovered by her sufferings
What it means to one not to have lost one' s country.
I am afraid she may think of some dreadful thing, for her heart is violent.
I know her ??? and I fear
Lest she may sharpen a sword and thrust to the heart,
Stealing into the palace where the bed is made,
Or even kill the king.
The Medea, Euripides
To Kill a King 歌词
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