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作曲 : Sevänen, Friman & Vänni |
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作词 : Sevänen |
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In the evening of a grey day, a bleak day |
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I strayed into the dim silence of the hallowed trees |
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Where the fir-trees whisper of those been, those gone |
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Where the sacred earth still hides all those we once loved |
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“O father, hear these words, your son is not made for this world |
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Faint-hearted and careworn, into this vile life I was hurled |
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In the woods the fiends sigh, I swear I heard the demons neigh |
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On the seashore I espy the dreadful void under the tides” |
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Ill-assorted with this life, these cares |
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Each moment I am waiting for the worst to come my way |
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Dark berry from my mother’s womb; a frail one |
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I was affrighted at my birth, bewildered from the start |
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“O father, hear these words, your son is not made for this world |
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Faint-hearted and careworn, into this vile life I was hurled |
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In the woods the fiends sigh, I swear I heard the demons neigh |
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On the seashore I espy the dreadful void under the tides” |
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Better it would be to stay in the shades |
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In the thicket of the dead, in the groves of death |
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Here I would lie to the end of the days |
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“Hear me now, my hapless son |
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Warn away all yours fears |
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Make good use of your brief days |
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Life may be grim but death is more austere |
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By yourself you sit and wait |
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By yourself you will have time to repent” |
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“In these lowly halls |
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No moon will beam, no sun will shine |
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In these narrow rooms |
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No tears are seen, no laughter heard” |
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At the dawn of a quiet day |
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I strolled from the woods, returned to the hearth |
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And with a restful mind I roamed |
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The dreary shores, the darkling wilds |
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Greeting all the days that befall |
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Taking life as it comes |
