Song | Path to Vanir |
Artist | Enslaved |
Album | Ruun [Candlelight] |
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作词 : Grutle, Peersen | |
Awaiting my death, gasping for air | |
The relief emerge, the mistress so fair | |
Don't abandon me, please grant me life | |
I embrace your powers, higher wisdom's wife | |
I've been fighting in vain, but they grew too strong | |
For my kinsmen this day became far too long | |
I lie in the open, waiting to die | |
Were all my life's beauty built on a lie? | |
My grace you shall get, because I welcome your return | |
(If) you're not the hidden into sadness I'll turn | |
I've come to your rescue now before your last breath | |
My love you will receive, but it will be your death | |
Fear not, said the mistress, the lady of light | |
Those who betrayed us would not stand the fright |
zuo ci : Grutle, Peersen | |
Awaiting my death, gasping for air | |
The relief emerge, the mistress so fair | |
Don' t abandon me, please grant me life | |
I embrace your powers, higher wisdom' s wife | |
I' ve been fighting in vain, but they grew too strong | |
For my kinsmen this day became far too long | |
I lie in the open, waiting to die | |
Were all my life' s beauty built on a lie? | |
My grace you shall get, because I welcome your return | |
If you' re not the hidden into sadness I' ll turn | |
I' ve come to your rescue now before your last breath | |
My love you will receive, but it will be your death | |
Fear not, said the mistress, the lady of light | |
Those who betrayed us would not stand the fright |
zuò cí : Grutle, Peersen | |
Awaiting my death, gasping for air | |
The relief emerge, the mistress so fair | |
Don' t abandon me, please grant me life | |
I embrace your powers, higher wisdom' s wife | |
I' ve been fighting in vain, but they grew too strong | |
For my kinsmen this day became far too long | |
I lie in the open, waiting to die | |
Were all my life' s beauty built on a lie? | |
My grace you shall get, because I welcome your return | |
If you' re not the hidden into sadness I' ll turn | |
I' ve come to your rescue now before your last breath | |
My love you will receive, but it will be your death | |
Fear not, said the mistress, the lady of light | |
Those who betrayed us would not stand the fright |