| Song | Idleness & Consequence |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | La Chambre D'Echo - Where the Dead Birds Sing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
| 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
| The boy took a stroll the shores of the well-constructed brook, | |
| carefully climbed a waterfall, built of semiprecious rock...- | |
| and gazed at the crystal that he had picked up from the ground. | |
| Washing the boy's bare feet, the cold clear water lapped around, | |
| murmured silently, as it flew underneath the boy's white gown...- | |
| so that he, somewhat leaking, became the semblance of a well. | |
| As he laid the crystal down again, the pale boy realised | |
| that his three-coloured, fair-haired rabbit of luck...- | |
| and the startled, pale, rattled boy. | |
| "Behold, my blood is like MILK, or MERCURY", the pale boy cried. | |
| "No, it's not red...more like dancing serpents, | |
| of which one is BLACK, the other one WHITE. | |
| Two separate, coiling streams that never mix, never unite, | |
| but as one they're flowing, flowing...ever flowing side by side!" |
| zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| The boy took a stroll the shores of the wellconstructed brook, | |
| carefully climbed a waterfall, built of semiprecious rock... | |
| and gazed at the crystal that he had picked up from the ground. | |
| Washing the boy' s bare feet, the cold clear water lapped around, | |
| murmured silently, as it flew underneath the boy' s white gown... | |
| so that he, somewhat leaking, became the semblance of a well. | |
| As he laid the crystal down again, the pale boy realised | |
| that his threecoloured, fairhaired rabbit of luck... | |
| and the startled, pale, rattled boy. | |
| " Behold, my blood is like MILK, or MERCURY", the pale boy cried. | |
| " No, it' s not red... more like dancing serpents, | |
| of which one is BLACK, the other one WHITE. | |
| Two separate, coiling streams that never mix, never unite, | |
| but as one they' re flowing, flowing... ever flowing side by side!" |
| zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| The boy took a stroll the shores of the wellconstructed brook, | |
| carefully climbed a waterfall, built of semiprecious rock... | |
| and gazed at the crystal that he had picked up from the ground. | |
| Washing the boy' s bare feet, the cold clear water lapped around, | |
| murmured silently, as it flew underneath the boy' s white gown... | |
| so that he, somewhat leaking, became the semblance of a well. | |
| As he laid the crystal down again, the pale boy realised | |
| that his threecoloured, fairhaired rabbit of luck... | |
| and the startled, pale, rattled boy. | |
| " Behold, my blood is like MILK, or MERCURY", the pale boy cried. | |
| " No, it' s not red... more like dancing serpents, | |
| of which one is BLACK, the other one WHITE. | |
| Two separate, coiling streams that never mix, never unite, | |
| but as one they' re flowing, flowing... ever flowing side by side!" |