Текст песни Darkseed - The Bolt Of Cupid Fell
Darkseed - The Bolt Of Cupid Fell слова песни
When fourty nights shall beside you browand dig deep wounds in your beauty nowYour youth`s proud livery so gazed on metomorrow will be darkened sealedLook how a bird lies tangeled in a netPure shame and awed resistance made him fredSo fastened in her arms the favoured liesShe found more beauty in his varied eyesCut is the brunch that might be grownwith you faith, the treasure of your lusty daysThen being asked where all your beauty liesI say it to your deep-sunken eyes"As if the dead the living should exceedpossessed by heavens heart and hand"He burns with basful shameShe with her tears does quench the maidenburning off her cheeksThen with her windy sighs and golden handsto fain and blow them dry again she seeksLook how a painter would surpass his lifeHis art with nature`s workmanship at strifeIn limmming out a well-proportioned steedas if the dead the living should exceed