Threatre of Tragedy
A Hamlet For A Slothful Vassal
Behold a jocund morn indeed! -
Sun on high - birds in sky.
Yonder the whist firth eathing,
Fro where a gale erranteth.
Ye beholdest
but the shadow
That is a lie!
Mayhap a tithe of trothplight -
Lief I am not!I deem - e'er and anon!
My words are but a twist.
Tis a feigned lie through loathing,I say!
To and fro, save hither,Is thy love
A dotard gaffer, I daresay...
Not a loth! -But vying for
my kinsmen!
...a sapling not!
Beautiful tyrant!
Fiend angelical!
Dove-feathered raven!
Wolvish-ravening lamb!
A hamlet for a slothful vassal -
Soothing ale for a parched sot.
Hie to tell me
What ye judgest as naught;
I behold the shadow!
Wherefore call me such names;
Nay imp am I!
Thou art my aghast hart -
Grazing in the glade.
E'er thou sayest aye!(That is a lie!Thief of a plot!)
Lief I am not(!Now go to thy tryst!)
My words are but a twist!
Go, leave, totter!Fare well!
Until ye dwindlest.With rue I leaveA morsel, nay more,
with joy I came,
Even the orb cannot (For thy journey）
Help me melt the ice?!(Hither and thither!)
Help me melt the ice?!
Help me melt the ice?!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:04.30]Threatre of Tragedy
[00:06.11]A Hamlet For A Slothful Vassal
[00:29.90]Behold a jocund morn indeed! -
[00:33.58]Sun on high - birds in sky.
[00:37.32]Yonder the whist firth eathing,
[00:41.00]Fro where a gale erranteth.
[00:44.80]Ye beholdest
[00:46.71]but the shadow
[00:50.24]That is a lie!
[00:50.37]Mayhap a tithe of trothplight -
[00:51.89]Lief I am not!I deem - e'er and anon!
[00:55.58]My words are but a twist.
[01:02.78]Tis a feigned lie through loathing,I say!
[01:06.96]To and fro, save hither,Is thy love
[01:10.46]A dotard gaffer, I daresay...
[01:14.50]Not a loth! -But vying for
[01:18.17]my kinsmen!
[01:19.55]...a sapling not!
[01:44.66]Beautiful tyrant!
[01:49.84]Fiend angelical!
[01:52.78]Dove-feathered raven!
[01:56.45]Wolvish-ravening lamb!
[02:14.26]A hamlet for a slothful vassal -
[02:18.37]Soothing ale for a parched sot.
[02:21.36]Hie to tell me
[02:23.69]What ye judgest as naught;
[02:25.56]I behold the shadow!
[02:57.71]Wherefore call me such names;
[03:01.30]Nay imp am I!
[03:04.93]Thou art my aghast hart -
[03:08.42]Grazing in the glade.
[03:12.18]E'er thou sayest aye!(That is a lie!Thief of a plot!)
[03:17.77]Lief I am not(!Now go to thy tryst!)
[03:22.90]My words are but a twist!
[03:27.29]Go, leave, totter!Fare well!
[03:28.00]Until ye dwindlest.With rue I leaveA morsel, nay more,
[03:30.48]with joy I came,
[03:34.53]Even the orb cannot (For thy journey）
[03:38.80]Help me melt the ice?!(Hither and thither!)
[03:41.60]Help me melt the ice?!
[03:45.39]Help me melt the ice?!
Threatre of Tragedy
A Hamlet For A Slothful Vassal
Behold a jocund morn indeed! -
Sun on high - birds in sky.
Yonder the whist firth eathing,
Fro where a gale erranteth.
Ye beholdest
but the shadow
That is a lie!
Mayhap a tithe of trothplight -
Lief I am not!I deem - e'er and anon!
My words are but a twist.
Tis a feigned lie through loathing,I say!
To and fro, save hither,Is thy love
A dotard gaffer, I daresay...
Not a loth! -But vying for
my kinsmen!
...a sapling not!
Beautiful tyrant!
Fiend angelical!
Dove-feathered raven!
Wolvish-ravening lamb!
A hamlet for a slothful vassal -
Soothing ale for a parched sot.
Hie to tell me
What ye judgest as naught;
I behold the shadow!
Wherefore call me such names;
Nay imp am I!
Thou art my aghast hart -
Grazing in the glade.
E'er thou sayest aye!(That is a lie!Thief of a plot!)
Lief I am not(!Now go to thy tryst!)
My words are but a twist!
Go, leave, totter!Fare well!
Until ye dwindlest.With rue I leaveA morsel, nay more,
with joy I came,
Even the orb cannot (For thy journey）
Help me melt the ice?!(Hither and thither!)
Help me melt the ice?!
Help me melt the ice?!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:04.30]Threatre of Tragedy
[00:06.11]A Hamlet For A Slothful Vassal
[00:29.90]Behold a jocund morn indeed! -
[00:33.58]Sun on high - birds in sky.
[00:37.32]Yonder the whist firth eathing,
[00:41.00]Fro where a gale erranteth.
[00:44.80]Ye beholdest
[00:46.71]but the shadow
[00:50.24]That is a lie!
[00:50.37]Mayhap a tithe of trothplight -
[00:51.89]Lief I am not!I deem - e'er and anon!
[00:55.58]My words are but a twist.
[01:02.78]Tis a feigned lie through loathing,I say!
[01:06.96]To and fro, save hither,Is thy love
[01:10.46]A dotard gaffer, I daresay...
[01:14.50]Not a loth! -But vying for
[01:18.17]my kinsmen!
[01:19.55]...a sapling not!
[01:44.66]Beautiful tyrant!
[01:49.84]Fiend angelical!
[01:52.78]Dove-feathered raven!
[01:56.45]Wolvish-ravening lamb!
[02:14.26]A hamlet for a slothful vassal -
[02:18.37]Soothing ale for a parched sot.
[02:21.36]Hie to tell me
[02:23.69]What ye judgest as naught;
[02:25.56]I behold the shadow!
[02:57.71]Wherefore call me such names;
[03:01.30]Nay imp am I!
[03:04.93]Thou art my aghast hart -
[03:08.42]Grazing in the glade.
[03:12.18]E'er thou sayest aye!(That is a lie!Thief of a plot!)
[03:17.77]Lief I am not(!Now go to thy tryst!)
[03:22.90]My words are but a twist!
[03:27.29]Go, leave, totter!Fare well!
[03:28.00]Until ye dwindlest.With rue I leaveA morsel, nay more,
[03:30.48]with joy I came,
[03:34.53]Even the orb cannot (For thy journey）
[03:38.80]Help me melt the ice?!(Hither and thither!)
[03:41.60]Help me melt the ice?!
[03:45.39]Help me melt the ice?!
Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! -
A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the Devil,
Waylaid the beldame bawd, the ****: Laughing ...
Cede the wherefores and do na chide,
Maybe I am peenging - ween of joy;
Cede the wherefores and do na chide -
Thrawn and slab of leer
I hold thee, an...
De tua pulchritudine, que me ledunt misere.
Venus!I trow'd thou wast my friend
Venus!I trow'd thou wast my friend
Professed to heaven thou wouldst sen...
He gave to her, yet tenfold claim'd in return -
She hath no life but the one he for her wrought;
Proffer'd to her his wauking heart - she turn'd it do...
High-rise buildings
Low cost apartments
Financial district
Industrial area
Rows of blue collars
Steelworkers' clink-clang
Metal rhythm left and right
...
De tua pulchritudine, que me ledunt misere.
Venus! - I trow'd thou wast my friend -
Professed to Heaven thou wouldst send;
As a disciple of a villain
...
Can you see the storm getting closer now?
Tell me how it feels being out there
A moment's glimpse of his vignette
As he shone a light on the falling ...