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Тексты песен Список исполнителейА  Б  В  Г  Д  Е  Ё  Ж  З  И  К  Л  М  Н  О  П  Р  С  Т  У  Ф  Х  Ц  Ч  Ш  Э  Ю  Я  A  B  C  D  E  F  G  H  I  J  K  L  M  N  O  P  R  S  T  U  V  W  X  Y  Z   Текст (слова) песни: Theatre Of Tragedy - To These Words I Beheld No TongueTo These Words I Beheld No Tongue Whether the thoned Monarch weareth the crown, Which I know not whether to his belongeth; Doth he hence the sceptre sway? Seasoneth he justice? - Daresay I he doth not, Will he then use his sceptre as a wand? - Where doth sit my awe? - Trieth me conjure; Perchance a spell?; a reptile, a sullied hound? - Is the gentle rain a quality of his? - I bethink this fro my thoughts; hitherto, about this, I beheld to these words no tongue; are the Monarchss men his thralls or his servants? - Oft I waylay my tongue - Those of which are withal by my gnarled heart not heedd; Or doth the trostle sing with more glee At daybreak than a twilight? - Brawl not my imp, nor my cherub; reserve my judgement - Crave not the sword when the bodkin fro ere thine is; That undiscoverd country; be that Of calamity, be that of joy, be that of apathy; Tread not paths of new when those of old are Far by an only single footstep; walk, be it On the left, on the right - be it the one which Straight forward leadeth, the one of correct I have as until now not heedd any signs of! |
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