A Distance There Is
Theatre Of Tragedy
Composição: Raymond Istvan Rohonnyi
Come in out of the rain thou sayest
But thou ne‘er step‘staside
And I am trapp‘d and trapp‘d
A distance there is...
None, save me and the bodkin
Pitter-patter on the roof
Behold! - ‘tis not the rain
Thence me it has to be
I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear
Thou hast heed‘d that I am of innocence
Yet thou let‘st thy lassinto peril
Thou let‘st me be parchéd
My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart is of frailthy, my pale skin is huéd damask
When thou thy tears hast hidden, "Come back!", thou sayest
There I soon am to be
But how am I to run when my bones, my heart
Thou hast me bereaft
But run thou sayest
I run, I run, I run, I run, I run, I run,
I run, I run, I run, I run, I run, I run,
I run, I run, I run,
And there and then I behold that a time will come
When I againdead will be
Thou tell‘st me to leave without delay
I leave, I leave, I leave, I leave
I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands
Lo! - the shadows, the sky descending
So by a dint of smite I gait
Ere I run and melt together withdusk
In my mind in which is this event
But it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!
After all these years thou left‘st me down in the emotionaldepths
The sombre soakéd velvet-drape is hung upon me
Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world
All the beautiful moments sharéd, deliberately push‘d aside
After all these years thou left‘st me down in the emotionaldepths
The sombre soakéd velvet-drape is hung upon me
Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world
All the beautiful moments sharéd, deliberately push‘d aside
...A distance there is...
...A distance there is...