Текст песни Autumn - Floating Towards Distress
Autumn - Floating Towards Distress слова песни
She runs to the river down belowTowards a boat under a willowAway from the mirror, the loom and the towerWhere she yearned for him, hour after hourUnder a sky like a dark blue domeStands the queen of lonelinessA skin as white as the rivers foamWhich tips the hem of her dressA crown of a pearl garland she woreBlinking to Camelot in moonlightTo which she stares, through tearsTears that are clouding her sightA forlorn goddessSeeking for her GodCarving in the sternThe lady ShallotLike a prophet seeing the entire futureShe looses the chainWhile death stretches its hand and luresSeizing her to gainParalysed and in distress, she floatsInto the night by darkness clotheWhen the lady sings a mournful songChanting through the spheres of nightWhere it dissolves at the horizonLike her lifeUndone...