Much of what Edgar dreamed of what it would be
College life came as a shock It was brutal and savage
Beyond all his wildest thoughts
What made it still worse was that this was a school for the wealthy and influential who lived high on the hog
While Edgar lacked even what most would consider essential
For Jock Allan had packed him off to college with barely enough for tuition
Leaving Edgar each time he needed supplies having to ask for permission
Dear Pa, my studies go well!
Thank you for sending the thirty-nine dollars
To compete here, I'll need to keep up with my reading For Pa, there are many fine scholars
To that end, please, could you send just three dollars more
As I'm still short two books for class Cervantes' "Don Quixote" and also "The Golden Ass"。
My boy, though I enclosed the three dollars requested
Quite frankly I can't comprehend how reading such picaresque trash will help to advance you toward that end
Two months passed
Dear Pa, great news!
I've written a poem that the publishers Carrie and Lee have agreed to include in their next anthology for a small fee
Will you help?
At my time in life there is so much In being before the eyes of the nation
And if I can just once be noticed I'll easily carve out a reputation
The sort of reputation, my boy You'll carve out as a poet
ls hardly the sort we'd agreed was the aim of your studies and you know it
But pa!
No
If you would just help me this once
I said no
I would always be grateful
Have your honor? This dishonesty, boy
This deceit, this betrayal is hateful! I'm no longer surprised, not at all
Not by one single thing that you say or you do
It was nearly five months before one further note was exchanged between the two, and then
And have not tasted one bite of food now For many a day
My boy, If you've not just been eating the bread of idleness(Always the same accusation!)
You would have learned that money is earned with hard work Resourcefulness, and determination!
And so, with a bit of hard work and a lot of resourcefulness Edgar indeed did determine
That he would master the art of the poker-faced bluff And the science of guzzling cheap bourbon
But with no gift for the former And a love of the latter
Soon he was drowning in debt And was forced to write home.
Dear pa, I've many many mistakes which I deeply regret
I haven't a shadow of pride
And have neither money nor friend I most anxiously wait for your answer for I fear I shall soon meet my end
And so, empty handed the boy returned home，two years short of his promised degree
April 12th marked the day of Edgar's return
And perhaps, more importantly，long engagements were certainly not for him
A few years later after her father died Elmira discovered
At the back of the bottom left drawer of his desk A package he'd never uncovered
Wrapped with brown paper and tied with twine It contained 52 sealed letters
Yet somehow could not quite destroy
She didn't feel the need
The message these letters now contained
No longer lay within
Time had transformed it, worn it down
To a single insistent message
To Sara Elmira Roister
From
Edgar Allan Poe
Edgar had written He hadn't forgotten His promise had not been broken
Edgar
Edgar
AHH!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.673]Much of what Edgar dreamed of what it would be
[00:04.519]College life came as a shock It was brutal and savage
[00:13.204]Beyond all his wildest thoughts
[00:18.668]What made it still worse was that this was a school for the wealthy and influential who lived high on the hog
[00:25.809]While Edgar lacked even what most would consider essential
[00:29.883]For Jock Allan had packed him off to college with barely enough for tuition
[00:35.788]Leaving Edgar each time he needed supplies having to ask for permission
[00:42.216]Dear Pa, my studies go well!
[00:44.447]Thank you for sending the thirty-nine dollars
[00:47.173]To compete here, I'll need to keep up with my reading For Pa, there are many fine scholars
[00:52.615]To that end, please, could you send just three dollars more
[00:56.414]As I'm still short two books for class Cervantes' "Don Quixote" and also "The Golden Ass"。
[01:03.893]My boy, though I enclosed the three dollars requested
[01:07.385]Quite frankly I can't comprehend how reading such picaresque trash will help to advance you toward that end
[01:15.264]Two months passed
[01:16.664]Dear Pa, great news!
[01:18.589]I've written a poem that the publishers Carrie and Lee have agreed to include in their next anthology for a small fee
[01:27.270]Will you help?
[01:28.535]At my time in life there is so much In being before the eyes of the nation
[01:33.399]And if I can just once be noticed I'll easily carve out a reputation
[01:39.379]The sort of reputation, my boy You'll carve out as a poet
[01:44.994]ls hardly the sort we'd agreed was the aim of your studies and you know it
[01:49.888]But pa!
[01:50.494]No
[01:51.447]If you would just help me this once
[01:53.376]I said no
[01:54.445]I would always be grateful
[01:55.947]Have your honor? This dishonesty, boy
[01:59.158]This deceit, this betrayal is hateful! I'm no longer surprised, not at all
[02:04.256]Not by one single thing that you say or you do
[02:07.799]It was nearly five months before one further note was exchanged between the two, and then
[02:21.163]And have not tasted one bite of food now For many a day
[02:24.788]My boy, If you've not just been eating the bread of idleness(Always the same accusation!)
[02:30.478]You would have learned that money is earned with hard work Resourcefulness, and determination!
[02:36.793]And so, with a bit of hard work and a lot of resourcefulness Edgar indeed did determine
[02:43.054]That he would master the art of the poker-faced bluff And the science of guzzling cheap bourbon
[02:53.655]But with no gift for the former And a love of the latter
[02:57.044]Soon he was drowning in debt And was forced to write home.
[03:01.708]Dear pa, I've many many mistakes which I deeply regret
[03:06.995]I haven't a shadow of pride
[03:09.000]And have neither money nor friend I most anxiously wait for your answer for I fear I shall soon meet my end
[03:21.830]And so, empty handed the boy returned home，two years short of his promised degree
[03:45.150]April 12th marked the day of Edgar's return
[04:00.475]And perhaps, more importantly，long engagements were certainly not for him
[04:11.763]A few years later after her father died Elmira discovered
[04:17.221]At the back of the bottom left drawer of his desk A package he'd never uncovered
[04:22.850]Wrapped with brown paper and tied with twine It contained 52 sealed letters
[04:31.152]Yet somehow could not quite destroy
[04:35.870]She didn't feel the need
[04:38.907]The message these letters now contained
[04:41.872]No longer lay within
[04:44.562]Time had transformed it, worn it down
[04:47.268]To a single insistent message
[04:55.453]To Sara Elmira Roister
[04:57.870]From
[05:00.686]Edgar Allan Poe
[05:05.204]Edgar had written He hadn't forgotten His promise had not been broken
[05:28.345]Edgar
[05:31.345]Edgar
[05:35.345]AHH!
Much of what Edgar dreamed of what it would be
College life came as a shock It was brutal and savage
Beyond all his wildest thoughts
What made it still worse was that this was a school for the wealthy and influential who lived high on the hog
While Edgar lacked even what most would consider essential
For Jock Allan had packed him off to college with barely enough for tuition
Leaving Edgar each time he needed supplies having to ask for permission
Dear Pa, my studies go well!
Thank you for sending the thirty-nine dollars
To compete here, I'll need to keep up with my reading For Pa, there are many fine scholars
To that end, please, could you send just three dollars more
As I'm still short two books for class Cervantes' "Don Quixote" and also "The Golden Ass"。
My boy, though I enclosed the three dollars requested
Quite frankly I can't comprehend how reading such picaresque trash will help to advance you toward that end
Two months passed
Dear Pa, great news!
I've written a poem that the publishers Carrie and Lee have agreed to include in their next anthology for a small fee
Will you help?
At my time in life there is so much In being before the eyes of the nation
And if I can just once be noticed I'll easily carve out a reputation
The sort of reputation, my boy You'll carve out as a poet
ls hardly the sort we'd agreed was the aim of your studies and you know it
But pa!
No
If you would just help me this once
I said no
I would always be grateful
Have your honor? This dishonesty, boy
This deceit, this betrayal is hateful! I'm no longer surprised, not at all
Not by one single thing that you say or you do
It was nearly five months before one further note was exchanged between the two, and then
And have not tasted one bite of food now For many a day
My boy, If you've not just been eating the bread of idleness(Always the same accusation!)
You would have learned that money is earned with hard work Resourcefulness, and determination!
And so, with a bit of hard work and a lot of resourcefulness Edgar indeed did determine
That he would master the art of the poker-faced bluff And the science of guzzling cheap bourbon
But with no gift for the former And a love of the latter
Soon he was drowning in debt And was forced to write home.
Dear pa, I've many many mistakes which I deeply regret
I haven't a shadow of pride
And have neither money nor friend I most anxiously wait for your answer for I fear I shall soon meet my end
And so, empty handed the boy returned home，two years short of his promised degree
April 12th marked the day of Edgar's return
And perhaps, more importantly，long engagements were certainly not for him
A few years later after her father died Elmira discovered
At the back of the bottom left drawer of his desk A package he'd never uncovered
Wrapped with brown paper and tied with twine It contained 52 sealed letters
Yet somehow could not quite destroy
She didn't feel the need
The message these letters now contained
No longer lay within
Time had transformed it, worn it down
To a single insistent message
To Sara Elmira Roister
From
Edgar Allan Poe
Edgar had written He hadn't forgotten His promise had not been broken
Edgar
Edgar
AHH!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.673]Much of what Edgar dreamed of what it would be
[00:04.519]College life came as a shock It was brutal and savage
[00:13.204]Beyond all his wildest thoughts
[00:18.668]What made it still worse was that this was a school for the wealthy and influential who lived high on the hog
[00:25.809]While Edgar lacked even what most would consider essential
[00:29.883]For Jock Allan had packed him off to college with barely enough for tuition
[00:35.788]Leaving Edgar each time he needed supplies having to ask for permission
[00:42.216]Dear Pa, my studies go well!
[00:44.447]Thank you for sending the thirty-nine dollars
[00:47.173]To compete here, I'll need to keep up with my reading For Pa, there are many fine scholars
[00:52.615]To that end, please, could you send just three dollars more
[00:56.414]As I'm still short two books for class Cervantes' "Don Quixote" and also "The Golden Ass"。
[01:03.893]My boy, though I enclosed the three dollars requested
[01:07.385]Quite frankly I can't comprehend how reading such picaresque trash will help to advance you toward that end
[01:15.264]Two months passed
[01:16.664]Dear Pa, great news!
[01:18.589]I've written a poem that the publishers Carrie and Lee have agreed to include in their next anthology for a small fee
[01:27.270]Will you help?
[01:28.535]At my time in life there is so much In being before the eyes of the nation
[01:33.399]And if I can just once be noticed I'll easily carve out a reputation
[01:39.379]The sort of reputation, my boy You'll carve out as a poet
[01:44.994]ls hardly the sort we'd agreed was the aim of your studies and you know it
[01:49.888]But pa!
[01:50.494]No
[01:51.447]If you would just help me this once
[01:53.376]I said no
[01:54.445]I would always be grateful
[01:55.947]Have your honor? This dishonesty, boy
[01:59.158]This deceit, this betrayal is hateful! I'm no longer surprised, not at all
[02:04.256]Not by one single thing that you say or you do
[02:07.799]It was nearly five months before one further note was exchanged between the two, and then
[02:21.163]And have not tasted one bite of food now For many a day
[02:24.788]My boy, If you've not just been eating the bread of idleness(Always the same accusation!)
[02:30.478]You would have learned that money is earned with hard work Resourcefulness, and determination!
[02:36.793]And so, with a bit of hard work and a lot of resourcefulness Edgar indeed did determine
[02:43.054]That he would master the art of the poker-faced bluff And the science of guzzling cheap bourbon
[02:53.655]But with no gift for the former And a love of the latter
[02:57.044]Soon he was drowning in debt And was forced to write home.
[03:01.708]Dear pa, I've many many mistakes which I deeply regret
[03:06.995]I haven't a shadow of pride
[03:09.000]And have neither money nor friend I most anxiously wait for your answer for I fear I shall soon meet my end
[03:21.830]And so, empty handed the boy returned home，two years short of his promised degree
[03:45.150]April 12th marked the day of Edgar's return
[04:00.475]And perhaps, more importantly，long engagements were certainly not for him
[04:11.763]A few years later after her father died Elmira discovered
[04:17.221]At the back of the bottom left drawer of his desk A package he'd never uncovered
[04:22.850]Wrapped with brown paper and tied with twine It contained 52 sealed letters
[04:31.152]Yet somehow could not quite destroy
[04:35.870]She didn't feel the need
[04:38.907]The message these letters now contained
[04:41.872]No longer lay within
[04:44.562]Time had transformed it, worn it down
[04:47.268]To a single insistent message
[04:55.453]To Sara Elmira Roister
[04:57.870]From
[05:00.686]Edgar Allan Poe
[05:05.204]Edgar had written He hadn't forgotten His promise had not been broken
[05:28.345]Edgar
[05:31.345]Edgar
[05:35.345]AHH!
Elmira!
"It's Edgar
Edgar Allan Poe?"
"I know who you are."
"Oh! Right. Well
I just wanted to say hello!
Right. Um, well
I suppose I'll be going then
...
Mixed By Alistar
Baby you are worthy of taking my time
What a coincidence we are the same
Cause my heart is rolling rolling rolling
Baby you are worth...
Докрай, докрай, изцеди ме пак докрай!
Докрай, докрай, още задълбай!
По мене, по мене полудей, полудей, полудей!
С мен докрай, с мен докрай,
до припадъ...
Jauz 、San Holo -OK!（Original Mix）
Written by ：Jauz 、San Holo
Ok
Ok
You telling me to breath
But I can't catch your breath
You telling me to sleep
But ...