Cassandra - Theatre of Tragedy.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Hein Frode Hansen/Johan Espen/Liv Kritine Espenaes/Raymond Rohony
[00:00.95] 作曲 : Hein Frode Hansen/Johan Espen/Liv Kritine Espenaes/Raymond Rohony
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[00:03.58]Cassandra - Theatre of Tragedy
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[00:34.97]He gave to her yet tenfold claim'd in return
[00:47.79]She hath no life but the one he for her wrought
[01:00.79]Proffer'd to her his wauking heart she turn'd it down,
[01:13.79]Riposted with a tell-tale lore of lies and scorn.
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[01:24.73]Prophetess or fond?
[01:27.52]Tho' her parle of truth
[01:30.83]"I ken to-morrow - refell me if ye can!"“
[01:38.21]Yet the kiss and breath - Apollo's bane“
[01:41.50]Seer of the future, not of twain,“
[01:44.96]"Sicker!", quoth Cassandra.“
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[02:05.75]Still, is she lief and quaint in his eyne, a sight divine?
[02:18.54]A mistress fuell'd by his prest haughtiness
[02:31.65]If he did grant, wherefore then did he not foresee,
[02:44.66]Belike egal as it to him might be
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[04:52.02]Prophetess or fond?
[04:26.13]Prophetess or fond?
[02:55.24]Prophetess or fond?
[04:54.92]Tho' her parle of truth
[04:29.00]Tho' her parle of truth
[02:58.19]Tho' her parle of truth
[04:58.26]"I ken to-morrow - refell me if ye can“
[04:32.24]"I ken to-morrow - refell me if ye can“
[03:01.58]"I ken to-morrow - refell me if ye can“
[05:05.64]Yet the kiss and breath - Apollo's bane“
[04:39.76]Yet the kiss and breath - Apollo's bane
[03:08.97]Yet the kiss and breath - Apollo's bane
[05:08.73]Seer of the future, not of twain
[04:42.96]Seer of the future, not of twain
[03:12.25]Seer of the future, not of twain
[05:12.33]"Sicker!" quoth Cassandra“
[04:46.40]"Sicker!" quoth Cassandra“
[03:15.69]"Sicker!" quoth Cassandra“
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[06:12.15]'Or was he an eried being,
[05:20.15]'Or was he an eried being,
[03:36.68]'Or was he an eried being,
[06:18.68]'Or was he weening alack nay mo
[05:26.62]'Or was he weening alack nay mo
[03:42.94]'Or was he weening alack nay mo
[06:25.02]Her naysay raught his heart,
[05:33.12]Her naysay raught his heart,
[03:49.38]Her naysay raught his heart,
[06:31.45]Her daffing was the grave of all hope
[05:39.69]Her daffing was the grave of all hope
[03:55.94]Her daffing was the grave of all hope
[05:46.07]She belied her own words
[04:02.29]She belied her own words
[05:52.54]He thought her life, save moreo'er scourge
[04:08.83]He thought her life, save moreo'er scourge
[05:59.02]She held him august, yet wee;
[04:15.31]She held him august, yet wee;
[06:05.66]He left her ne'er without his heart
[04:21.87]He left her ne'er without his heart
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