| Song | Cornflowers |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | Children of the Corn |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:05.640] | If I had...if I only had a proper cunt |
| [00:17.930] | I would be delighted to lift my skirt for you. |
| [00:31.660] | I would gladly take your hard cock in my hands |
| [00:43.610] | and bury it, ever so deeply, |
| [00:50.130] | in the darkness of my tomb. |
| [01:01.420] | Come, my handsome ghost of lust, |
| [01:06.420] | and masturbate for me |
| [01:13.110] | I promise, it will get you out of your misery |
| [01:26.070] | I have been sleeping on the floors for days... |
| [01:32.630] | to keep myself from dreaming, |
| [01:39.350] | a punishment for things delayed |
| [01:46.090] | and maybe for disbelieving. |
| [01:56.610] | Don't scare away the old crows in the field, |
| [02:03.180] | walking in lumber... through rows and rows of corn. |
| [02:09.730] | I am madly in love with a sad illusion, |
| [02:16.850] | don't you see... |
| [02:19.140] | but, then again, aren't we all ? |
| [03:09.200] | He will build a temple, |
| [03:14.510] | a temple for your Schwanz, |
| [03:21.870] | and he will build it with his mouth. |
| [03:35.600] | He will chant the poetry, |
| [03:41.380] | words of heartfelt longing, |
| [03:48.810] | all through the lonely midnight hours. |
| [05:28.320] | If I had a proper cunt, |
| [05:30.720] | I'd lift my skirt for you, |
| [05:33.670] | I'd take your hard cock in my hands |
| [05:37.130] | and bury it deeply in my tomb. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:05.640] | If I had... if I only had a proper cunt |
| [00:17.930] | I would be delighted to lift my skirt for you. |
| [00:31.660] | I would gladly take your hard cock in my hands |
| [00:43.610] | and bury it, ever so deeply, |
| [00:50.130] | in the darkness of my tomb. |
| [01:01.420] | Come, my handsome ghost of lust, |
| [01:06.420] | and masturbate for me |
| [01:13.110] | I promise, it will get you out of your misery |
| [01:26.070] | I have been sleeping on the floors for days... |
| [01:32.630] | to keep myself from dreaming, |
| [01:39.350] | a punishment for things delayed |
| [01:46.090] | and maybe for disbelieving. |
| [01:56.610] | Don' t scare away the old crows in the field, |
| [02:03.180] | walking in lumber... through rows and rows of corn. |
| [02:09.730] | I am madly in love with a sad illusion, |
| [02:16.850] | don' t you see... |
| [02:19.140] | but, then again, aren' t we all ? |
| [03:09.200] | He will build a temple, |
| [03:14.510] | a temple for your Schwanz, |
| [03:21.870] | and he will build it with his mouth. |
| [03:35.600] | He will chant the poetry, |
| [03:41.380] | words of heartfelt longing, |
| [03:48.810] | all through the lonely midnight hours. |
| [05:28.320] | If I had a proper cunt, |
| [05:30.720] | I' d lift my skirt for you, |
| [05:33.670] | I' d take your hard cock in my hands |
| [05:37.130] | and bury it deeply in my tomb. |