Aesma Daeva piosenki

Stay, Time, awhile thy flying, Stay, Time, awhile thy flying, Stay, Time, awhile thy flying, Stay and pity me dying. For Fate and friends have left me, And of comfort (has) bereft me. Come, come, close my eyes; Better to die blessed, Close my eyes, close my e...

When you whispered your secret, floating afar on a winter's fog, you lashed your saint, so I sing my silent vow. Nothing in this world lives on, my friend. Nothing in this world brings back our silent vow. I need answers for my passion. I need answers to lif...

My white canoe, like the silvery air O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls When the moons of the world are round and fair, I paddle back from the 'Camp of Souls.' When the wishton-wish in the low swamp grieves Come the dark plumes of red 'Singing Leaves.'...

Upon the lake, upon the windless water, swim down to me, beautiful bird. Mercy, stay not forever out of reach. I hear, I hear your evening song, strange alien song. Watered in blood in which I sink and drown, in flesh and by flora shackle-bound, feed the ache...

In darkness let me dwell The ground, the ground shall sorrow be The roof of despair which bars all cheerful light from me To bar all cheerful light The walls marble black which moistened still shall weep from me They still shall weep forever in darknes...

I sing of the muse I sing of the muse My oar strikes the sea I sing of the muse I sing of the muse My oar strikes the sea Christ Christ can't save me Christ Christ ran from me I'm facing the gods I'm facing the gods So let the myth begin Christ Christ can'...

Man kind asked star light Man kind asked star light Those who heaven helps we call the sons of heaven They do not learn this by learning Those whom heaven helps we call the sons of heaven They do learn this by learning I will join the cursed on the lathe of...

Daughters, sons, river deaths: faces pale like moons; and hands, bright stars. Fair children cradle water graves. Vast river, spirits, can you hear us pray? Arise, hear my lullaby, how I wreck my broken love upon unlived lives. Vast river, dark water, I drown...

When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain; When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, An...