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We skipped the light fandango
우리는 경쾌한 판당고춤을 추었죠 Turned cartwheels cross the floor 마루를 가로질러 옆으로 재주넘기를 하면서요 I was feeling kind of seasick 난 멀미가 날 것 같았지만 The crowd called out for more 사람들은 더 하라고 떠들어 댔어요 The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away 방안은 마치 천장이 날아갈 듯 더욱 웅성거리고 있었어요 When we called out for another drink 우리가 술을 더 시키자 But the waiter brought a tray 웨이터가 쟁반에 술을 받쳐 왔지요 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,’ 그녀는 말했죠 '난 휴가차 집에 와 있어요' though in truth we were at sea 그러나 사실 우리는 바다에 있었죠 so I took her by the looking glass 그래서 난 그녀를 거울앞으로 데려갔죠 and forced her to agree 그리고 동의할것을 강요했어요 saying, ‘You must be the mermaid 이렇게 말하면서요 '넌 분명히 인어야 who took Neptune for a ride.’ 해신을 타고 온...' But she smiled at me so sadly 그러나 그녀는 너무나도 서글픈 미소를 지었어요 that my anger straight way died 그래서 내 분노는 곧 사그러들었죠 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 She said there is no reason 그녀는 아무 일도 아니라고 말했지만 And the truth is plain to see 진실은 뻔히 보일정도로 명백했죠 But I wander through my playing cards 그러나 나는 카드게임에만 빠져있었어요 And would not let it be 나는 그녀를 one of the sixteen vestal virgins who are leaving for the coast 해안을 향해 떠나는 열 여섯명의 성녀 중 한 사람이 되도록 둘 수는 없어요 And although my eyes were open 난 눈을 뜨고 있었지만 They might just as well been closed 차라리 감겨져 있었다고 해야겠네요 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 |
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Lime Street in the afternoon
everybody crazy as a coon I'm running round in my underpants trying to find some kinda romance Quarter past three [sic] on Lime Street I got whipped right offa my feet Didn't realize that I'd been caught till I found myself in the County Court 'Mr Judge,' I said, 'Won't you please be kind Have pity on me, a poor orphan child?' Mr Judge he says with a long mean frown 'Orphan or not, you're going down!' Well I screamed on my knees in the witness box, 'Lord have mercy on my golden locks.' The judge I could see that he was snide He says, 'The only kind of blonde you are's a peroxide!' Oh Lime Street, Lime Street Lime Street, that's where we meet |
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Your multilingual business friend
has packed her bags and fled Leaving only ash-filled ashtrays and the lipsticked unmade bed The mirror on reflection has climbed back upon the wall for the floor she found descended and the ceiling was too tall Your trouser cuffs are dirty and your shoes are laced up wrong you'd better take off your homburg 'cos your overcoat is too long The town clock in the market square stands waiting for the hour when its hands they both turn backwards and on meeting will devour both themselves and also any fool who dares to tell the time And the sun and moon will shatter and the signposts cease to sign Your trouser cuffs are dirty and your shoes are laced up wrong you’d better take off your homburg ‘cos your overcoat is too long ... Your trouser cuffs are dirty and your shoes are laced up wrong you’d better take off your homburg ‘cos your overcoat is too long ...반복 Your trouser cuffs are dirty... |
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Still scowling black
good Captain Clack must eat his humble pie His bed is made the colours fade his eyes once wet are dry The naked muse who sits and chews tobacco off a tree removes his shoes gives way to booze and searches endlessly See the naked jumberlack sip his aphrodisiac Cotton-picking farmers three Though I lost my weather vane and of sense I have one grain I'm content sipping lemon tea |
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The bell on my door rang this morning
From the kitchen I called "Who's that there?" Through the letter box came a grappling hook Which grappled me right out of my chair! Stretched out on the floor I lay helpless Of my limbs I had lost all command When into my ear instilling fear Said a voice "I am Monsieur Armand" "Monsieur Armand you are not! That's an incredible thing to say For I personally attended his funeral which was twelve months to this very day!" A rat flew down from the ceiling Alighted upon my right ear said "If Monsieur Armand is safe under the sod Then why are you shaking with fear!" "My name is not Scrooge" I said faintly "and from ghosts I have nothing to fear! But if you are Armand returned from the dead Then what are you wanting here?" From nowhere I heard a mad cackle From nowhere a voice to me cried "Stop calling me Monsieur Armand you fool! My name's Jekyll and you're Mr. Hyde!" |
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Conquistador your stallion stands
in need of company and like some angel's haloed brow you reek of purity I see your armour-plated breast has long since lost its sheen and in your death mask face there are no signs which can be seen And though I hoped for something to find I could see no maze to unwind Conquistador a vulture sits upon your silver shield and in your rusty scabbard now the sand has taken seed and though your jewel-encrusted blade has not been plundered still the sea has washed across your face and taken of its fill And though I hoped for something to find I could see no maze to unwind Conquistador there is no time I must pay my respect and though I came to jeer at you I leave now with regret and as the gloom begins to fall I see there is no, only all and though you came with sword held high you did not conquer, only die And though I hoped for something to find I could see no maze to unwind |
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She wandered through the garden fence
and said, 'I've brought at great expense a potion guaranteed to bring relief from all your suffering.' And though I said, 'You don't exist,' she grasped me firmly by the wrist and threw me down upon my back and strapped me to her torture rack And, without further argument I found my mind was also bent upon a course so devious it only made my torment worse She said, 'I see you cannot speak is it your voice that is too weak? Is it your tongue that is to blame? Maybe you cannot speak for shame. Or has your brain been idle too, and now it will not think for you?' I hastened to make my reply but found that I could only lie And like a fool I believed myself and thought I was somebody else But she could see what I was then and left me on my own again |
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Though I know the night has fallen and the suns sailed out to sea
I will wait here for the band to play the trumpet voluntary And with one foot on the seashore and the other in the sand I will stand here plaiting daisies whilst you play the piano-grand Caprice, your bugle blew away the cobwebs from my ears And for once I stood quite naked. unashamed, I wept the tears Which I tried to hide inside myself from me, I mean from you But the shame I found too painful and the pain it only grew (Magdalene, my regal zonophone) |
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My amazon six-triggered bride
Now searching for a place to hide Still sees the truth quite easily But shrouds all else in mystery While madmen in top hats and tails Impale themselves on six-inch nails And some Arabian also-ran Impersonates a watering can Some Santa Claus-like face of note Entreats my ears to set afloat My feeble sick and weary brain And I am overcome with shame And hide inside my overcoat And hurriedly begin to quote While some Arabian sheikh most grand Impersonates a hot-dog stand The Red Cross ambulance outside Can only mean that I must hide 'Til dusk and finally the night When I will make a hasty flight Across the sea and far away To where the weary exiles stay And some Arabian oil-well Impersonates a padded cell |
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For you (whose eyes were opened wide whilst mine refused to see)
I'm sore in need of saving grace. Be kind and humour me I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat where people speak but seldom meet And grief and laughter, strange but true Although they die, they seldom cry An ode by any other name I know might read more sweet Perhaps the sun will never shine upon my field of wheat But still in closing, let me say for those too sick, too sick to see though nothing shows, yes, someone knows I wish that one was me |
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In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the lighted chandelier Stands a rusty old retainer Whose old eyes are filled with tears For his master, Good Sir Galant, Who is now off to the wars And although his eyes are crying We know grief is not the cause And if grief is not the reason He must be of sterner stuff And his sword though old and rusty Must be blunt as sharp enough In the wee small hours of sixpence And the broken window pane Stand the remnants of the evening Who are waiting all in vain For the crowing of the cockerel Showing morning is not night But the air is filled with silence And the daylight is not bright But still darkness is no reason We are men of sterner stuff And our swords though old and rusty Still are blunt as sharp enough. In the wee small hours of sixpence And the hat-stand in the hall Waiting only for the morning Shadows flitting 'cross the wall And perhaps that old retainer Whom now giving of his all May have once been just as we are And now has no face at all. But still grief was not the reason He was made of sterner stuff And his sword though old and rusty Still was blunt as sharp enough. |
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My Prussian-blue electric clock's
alarm bell rings, it will not stop and I can see no end in sight and search in vain by candlelight for some long road that goes nowhere for some signpost that is not there And even my befuddled brain is shining brightly, quite insane The chandelier is in full swing as gifts for me the three kings bring of myrrh and frankincense, I'm told, and fat old Buddhas carved in gold And though it seems they smile with glee I know in truth they envy me and watch as my befuddled brain shines on brightly quite insane Above all else confusion reigns And though I ask no-one explains My eunuch friend has been and gone He said that I must soldier on And though the Ferris wheel spins round my tongue it seems has run aground and croaks as my befuddled brain shines on brightly, quite insane |
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(brooker / reid)
Skip softly, my moonbeams, avoid being seen Pretend that perhaps you are part of a dream Which (seen by some other such person as me) Would only glow smiling and nod and agree Skip softly, my moonbeams, for I have heard tell That the stairs up to heaven lead straight down to hell That pride is the last thing which comes before fall I'd as soon talk to you as make love to a wall |
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You know I caught a glimpse, thought I understood
But I left it all far behind Now if I'd known then what I know now Do you think I would've been so blind? Gonna take myself down to a wishing well I'm gonna make myself one last wish And if you follow me there, better bring what you've found 'Cause my night has come and I'm going down Gonna buy myself a big rockin' chair And when I'm sittin' in that, then no one will peek And if my friends will come, they'll see what I'm suffering from I wish, I wish, I could rock myself to sleep Gonna take myself down to a wishing well Gonna make myself one last wish If you follow me there, better bring what you've found 'Cause my night has come and I'm going down ...... |
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A local picture house
Was showing a Batman movie You see this guy fly up in the sky Thought to myself, "Why shouldn't I?" Bought a pair of wings Went upon the wall Was about to jump into the air When a man from the street called, he said: "Hey wait a minute! Don't you realize the danger? What do you think you are Some kind of angel?" I considered for a minute Thought "He only speaks the truth" For the barbells on my eyelids Only emphasized my youth And the sawdust in my plimsolls Means the same to him as me But that's neither here nor further So I spoke considerately "If you understand Just what I'm trying to say, Whatever you do, don't grin, You'll give the game away!" By now a crowd had gathered And it seemed that all was lost In the anger of the moment I had diced with death and lost It seemed to me the time was right So I burst into song In the anger of the moment The crowd began to sing along I could not see a way out of this predicament Just then a breeze Cruised through the trees And up in the air I went I must have flown a mile Or maybe it was eight Thought to myself pretty soon I'd hit the Golden Gate Just then a passing bird For no reason I could see Took a peck at my wings And that was the end of me I went down, hit the ground Faster than the speed of sound Luckily I broke no bones Only tore my underclothes ... (fades, returns, fades again...) |
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"All hands on deck! We've run afloat!"
I heard the captain cry "Explore the ship! Replace the cook! Let no one leave alive!" Across the straits, around the horn How far can sailors fly? A twisted path, our tortured course And no one left alive We sailed for parts unknown to man Where ships come home to die No lofty peak, nor fortress bold Could match our captain's eye Upon the seventh sea-sick day We made our port of call A sand so white, and sea so blue No mortal place at all We fired the guns and burned the mast And rowed from ship to shore The captain cried, we sailors wept Our tears were tears of joy Now many moons and many Junes Have passed since we made land Salty Dog, the seaman's log Your witness in my own hand |
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Weird goings-on at the county jail
Prisoners reading the sheriffs mail Hes strapped down to a swivel chair Trying to swivel right out of there Pin-striped sweets in cell 15 Convinced his self its all a dream Hes got a pet black tabby cat That carries a gun and wears a stetson hat The door flies open, in strides geek Looking like the front page of newsweek He says to lou in a voice of glee, whats the matter, aint you glad to see me? Lous on the floor cause he cant stand up As green as a leaf in a tea-cup When on to geeks back jumps a stetson-hatted cat Which breaks geeks neck like he was a rat Long gone geek! Long gone geek! Long gone geek! Long gone geek! Long gone geek! Long gone geek! Long gone geek! Long gone geek! |
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When you knew that I had given all the kindness that I had
Did you think that it might be time to stop? When you knew that I was through That I'd done all I could do Did you really have to milk the final drop? Not content with my mistake You behaved just like a snake And you left me for a wasp without a sting Tell all my friends back home That I did it on my own And that to their well-worn cares they should cling When you knew that I had given all the kindness that I had Did you feel you had to break that lonely vow? When you knew that I was through That I'd done all I could do Did you really have to sow that final plough? Not content with my mistake, you behaved just like a snake And you left me for a wasp without a sting Tell all the folks back home that he did it on his own And that to their well-worn cares they should cling |
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There's you, you're sleeping over there
Whilst me I'm sitting here With so much sea between us I can't make it much more clear There'll be no time for crying We won't make it more than six I could change my plea to guilty But I don't think it would stick Still those other ratings far too easy to despise You've said so much in silence now I truly am disguised Let him who fears his heart alone Stand up and make a speech For him perhaps an emperor's throne If he could only speak Far too few and far to follow For shame I'll heed the cry Be with me when I need a drink Be with me when I die Still those other ratings far too easy to despise You've said so much in silence now indeed I am disguised |
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Well I opened my eyes this morning,
I wasn't at home in bed There were four angels standin' 'round me I thought I must be dead Yeah I opened my eyes this mornin' Thought I must be dead There were four angels standin' 'round me And the room was beaded red Won't you have mercy On your wicked son? Take me up to heaven, Or hell where I belong Well Well the sky began to tremble The rain began to fall Four angels standin' 'round me And it weren't no social call Yeah, the sky began to tremble The rain began to fall Got down on my knees prayin' Lord But it didn't do no good at all Won't you have mercy On your wicked son? Take me up to heaven, Or hell where I belong Well |
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(Fisher / Reid)
We'll hoist a hand, becalmed upon a troubled sea 'make haste to your funeral,' cries the valkyrie We'll hoist a hand or drown amidst this stormy sea 'here lies a coffin,' cries the cemetery, it calls to me And all for nothing quite in vain was hope forever tossed No thoughts explained, no moments gained, all hope forever lost One moment's space, one moment's final fall from grace Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire We'll hoist a hand, becalmed upon a troubled sea I fear a mighty wave is threatening me We'll hoist a hand, or drown amidst this stormy sea 'come follow after,' cry the humble, 'you will surely see ...' But still for nothing quite in vain was hope forever tossed No moments gained, no thoughts explained, all hope forever lost One moment's space, one moment's final fall from grace Burnt by fire, blind in sight, lost in ire |
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It's not that I'm so cheerful, though I'll always raise a smile
And if at times my nonsense rhymes then I'll stand trial My friends are all around me but they only breathe through fear Were I to cry, I'm sure that still they'd never see a tear In darkness through my being here, away from you The bright light of your star confronts me shining through Dull and sullen, much subdued, my skull a stony glaze Whirlpools rage on constantly, I'm not so well these days There must be something somewhere near who sees what's being done The harbour lights are burning bright, my wax is almost run In darkness through my being here, away from you The bright light of your star confronts me, shining through Come Lollard, raise your lute and sing, and to my ears her beauty bring Like Maddox in the days of old we'll feast and drink until we fold And folding still we'll spare a thought for what's been lost and what's been caught And maybe then begin again for love is life, not poison In darkness through my being here, away from you The bright light of your star confronts me, shining through Oh, shining through.... |
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You'd better listen anybody,
'cos I'm gonna make it clear That my life is unimportant; What I've done I did through fear There's a river running through me: On its tide I tried to hide Nonetheless I could not shake it, And in the end it swept aside All my feeble unimportance. I can't say it, never mind Can't you hear me mother calling you? I'm cold, I'm deaf, I'm blind And if only 'cos you're lucky, We both know that's no find I did think I'd be an actor. What I am I'll leave behind You'd better listen anybody, 'cos it's me and you --that's it And in case you find your maker Perhaps you'll plead for us a bit All my sick is in my stomach, All my sweat is clearly fear And if you could see inside me I don't think you'd have me here Tell the helmsman veer to starboard, Bring this ship around to port And if the sea was not so salty I could sink instead of walk And in case of passing strangers Who are standing where I fell Tell the truth: you never knew me, And in truth it's just as well |
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As I lay down dying, a floor for my bed
And a bundle of newspaper under my head I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be Concerning myself, and somebody like me We were in some city, the stranger and me The houses were open, and the streets empty The windows were bare, and the pavements dirty I asked where I was; my companion ignored me We entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstone The graves were disturbed, and the coffins wide open And the coprses were rotten, yet each one was living Their eyes were alive with maggots crawling I cried out in fear, but my voice had left me My legs were deformed, yet I moved quite freely My head was on fire, yet my hands were icy And everywhere light, yet darkness engulfed me I managed to scream and woke from my slumber I thought of my dream and lay there and wondered Where had I been? What could it mean? It was dark in the deathroom as I slithered under |
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I'll bathe my eyes in a river of salt
I'll grow myself right up to the sky I'll sing in the forest, tear down the trees I'll foul all the fountains and trample the leaves I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door You'll cry out for mercy, but still there'll be more I'll put a blight in the orchard I'll run wild through the fields I'll waylay your daughter and kidnap your wife Savage her sexless and burn out her eyes I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door You'll cry out for mercy, but still there'll be more |
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Did you hear what happened to Jenny Droe?
Couldn't believe it, but it's true Twenty-six, and now she's dead I wish that I could've died instead Did you hear what happened to Jenny Droe? Did you see how thin and pale she grew? So much suffering, could not hide Endless heartache until she died Did you hear what happened to Jenny Droe? Strike me dead, make it a truce Strike me dead, let me go Nothing that I didn't know Did you hear what happened to Jenny Droe? Couldn't believe it, but it's true Twenty-six, and now she's dead I wish that I could've died instead |
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About to die - the crowds applaud you
About to die - they'll resurrect you Light a candle up in kingdom come Light the way for the saviour's son A candle burning bright enough to tear the city down About to die - the crowds reward you About to die - their cheers ignore you Light a candle up in kingdom come Light the way for the chosen one No candle burned with fire enough to tear that city down About to die - the crowds applaud me About to die - they'll resurrect me Light a candle up in kingdom come Light the way for the savior's son A candle burning bright enough to tear the city down |
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Chicken in the farmyard, there's an oven in your bin
You're growing old with sorrow, you're growing fat with sin I was living in the graveyard, I was hanging from the wall I was living in the desert, I was trying not to fall Once I stood upon Olympus, then the heavens opened wide I beheld that flaming chariot and I saw the sacred bride Now and then my life seems truer, now and then my life seems pure All in all, my thoughts are fewer - maybe death will be my cure |
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Pailing well after sixteen days, a mammoth task was set
Sack the town, and rob the tower, and steal the alphabet Close the door and bar the gate, but keep the windows clean God's alive inside a movie! Watch the silver screen! Rum was served to all the traitors; pygmies held themselves in check Bloodhounds nosed around the houses, down dark alleys sailors crept Six bells struck, the pot was boiling - soup spilled out on passers-by Angels mumbled incantations, closely watched by God on high Lightning struck out - fire and brimstone! Boiling oil and shrieking steam! Darkness struck with molten fury, flashbulbs glorified the scene Not a man who had a finger, not a man who could be seen Nothing called (not name nor number) - Echo stormed its final scream Daybreak washed with sands of gladness, rotting all it rotted clean Windows peeped out on their neighbors, inside fireside bedsides gleam SHALIMAR, the trumpets chorused, angels wholly all shall take Those alive will meet the prophets, those at peace shall see their wake |
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There's too many women and not enough wine
Too many poets and not enough rhyme Too many glasses and not enough time Draw your own conclusions My old dog's a good old dog My old man's a silly old sod The human face is a terrible place Choose your own examples Went to the river, but I could not swim Knew I'd drown if I went in Lost my faith in a terrible race Rest-in-peace hereafter |
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We skipped the light fandango
우리는 경쾌한 판당고춤을 추었죠 Turned cartwheels cross the floor 마루를 가로질러 옆으로 재주넘기를 하면서요 I was feeling kind of seasick 난 멀미가 날 것 같았지만 The crowd called out for more 사람들은 더 하라고 떠들어 댔어요 The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away 방안은 마치 천장이 날아갈 듯 더욱 웅성거리고 있었어요 When we called out for another drink 우리가 술을 더 시키자 But the waiter brought a tray 웨이터가 쟁반에 술을 받쳐 왔지요 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,’ 그녀는 말했죠 '난 휴가차 집에 와 있어요' though in truth we were at sea 그러나 사실 우리는 바다에 있었죠 so I took her by the looking glass 그래서 난 그녀를 거울앞으로 데려갔죠 and forced her to agree 그리고 동의할것을 강요했어요 saying, ‘You must be the mermaid 이렇게 말하면서요 '넌 분명히 인어야 who took Neptune for a ride.’ 해신을 타고 온...' But she smiled at me so sadly 그러나 그녀는 너무나도 서글픈 미소를 지었어요 that my anger straight way died 그래서 내 분노는 곧 사그러들었죠 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 She said there is no reason 그녀는 아무 일도 아니라고 말했지만 And the truth is plain to see 진실은 뻔히 보일정도로 명백했죠 But I wander through my playing cards 그러나 나는 카드게임에만 빠져있었어요 And would not let it be 나는 그녀를 one of the sixteen vestal virgins who are leaving for the coast 해안을 향해 떠나는 열 여섯명의 성녀 중 한 사람이 되도록 둘 수는 없어요 And although my eyes were open 난 눈을 뜨고 있었지만 They might just as well been closed 차라리 감겨져 있었다고 해야겠네요 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 And so it was later 이미 너무 늦은 시간이었어요 As the miller told his tale 술집주인이 자기의 이야기를 하기 시작하자 That her face at first just ghostly 그저 파리했던 그녀의 얼굴에 turned a whiter shade of pale 더욱 창백한 그림자가 드리워졌지요 |
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