Theatre Of Tragedy - Siren: lyrics de la chanson

Liv Kristine: Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en -
Liv Kristine: By whom, know I not; 'lack! am I of twain -
Liv Kristine: And as a crux - cede I my words -
Raymond: [Fro my heart wilt thou ne'er]
Liv Kristine: Have I been 'sooth sinsyne.
Raymond: [Be left without - come!]

Liv Kristine: I speer thine pine,
Raymond: [Thine voice is oh so sweet],
Raymond: [Ryking for me]:
Liv Kristine: Ryking for thee;

Liv Kristine: Wistful, whistful -
Raymond: [«List and heed», thou say'st]
Raymond: [Chancing to lure].
Liv Kristine: Chancing to lure,

Liv Kristine: Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -
Liv Kristine: Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!

Liv Kristine: Mayhap luréd by the scent of lote -
Liv Kristine: 'Od! - the fœtid - eft hie back I mote;
Liv Kristine: For what I did my soul atrouncéd,
Raymond: [How I wish for thee again],
Liv Kristine: O! do believe me, 'twasn't a frounce.
Raymond: [Will I give thee it: Troth].

Liv Kristine: I speer thine pine,
Raymond: [Thine voice is oh so sweet],
Raymond: [Ryking for me]:
Liv Kristine: Ryking for thee;

Liv Kristine: Wistful, whistful -
Raymond: [«List and heed», thou say'st]
Raymond: [Chancing to lure].
Liv Kristine: Chancing to lure,

Liv Kristine: Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -
Liv Kristine: Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!