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Şarkı Sözleri Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy"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! -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 ofmany 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 harvestroses; No heed for the thorns yon count!Wherefore this gildéd proffer?Wherefore not pay court to a maidmore fair? -Morn of a joyous day! Hower 'twixtweed!Fertile desert! Cheerful dirge!Misery me not! - man nor beast; envyme;Lest 'tis an act of wont!Many are the drapes that my pastbury -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 theeYet I was a trifle daunt'd."Is for me the grandest boon!"