| Song | The Garden’s Tale - Live At Forum, Copenhagen/2010 |
| Artist | Volbeat |
| Album | Live From Beyond Hell / Above Heaven |
| Time keeps painting my darling | |
| Ripped all the flowers in the garden | |
| Oh baby come home, you angels bring her home | |
| Imens står solen over højen | |
| Han mindes den sommer hvor hun strålede | |
| Forsvandt | |
| I haven grøn, og træernes sang hun fandt | |
| Time keeps painting my darling | |
| And the garden keeps on singing the old song | |
| Oh baby still | |
| I am waiting in the light | |
| Hoping the angels would carry you home | |
| Den sang tog mørket | |
| I sin pote | |
| Den bar hans kvinde | |
| I dens kolde favn | |
| Og lagde hende for hans dør | |
| I silkekjole | |
| Hoping the angels would carry her home | |
| Leaving it all with my only friend | |
| Her beauty was lifeless on the stair | |
| Oh baby I'll carry you away into the garden's tale | |
| But everything (had) died and turned to stones | |
| I laid her down under the old oak | |
| Seeing it all blossom forever more | |
| Time keeps on painting my darling | |
| And the garden keeps on singing the old song | |
| Oh baby now | |
| I know you're in the light | |
| Painting it all with your colorful songs | |
| Imens står solen over højen | |
| Hans skygge kastes ud | |
| I haven grøn | |
| Forsvandt for evigt og uden en note | |
| Hoping the angels will carry her home | |
| Time keeps painting my darling | |
| Ripped all the flowers in the garden | |
| Oh baby you're home, you angels where are you. |
| Time keeps painting my darling | |
| Ripped all the flowers in the garden | |
| Oh baby come home, you angels bring her home | |
| Imens st r solen over h jen | |
| Han mindes den sommer hvor hun str lede | |
| Forsvandt | |
| I haven gr n, og tr ernes sang hun fandt | |
| Time keeps painting my darling | |
| And the garden keeps on singing the old song | |
| Oh baby still | |
| I am waiting in the light | |
| Hoping the angels would carry you home | |
| Den sang tog m rket | |
| I sin pote | |
| Den bar hans kvinde | |
| I dens kolde favn | |
| Og lagde hende for hans d r | |
| I silkekjole | |
| Hoping the angels would carry her home | |
| Leaving it all with my only friend | |
| Her beauty was lifeless on the stair | |
| Oh baby I' ll carry you away into the garden' s tale | |
| But everything had died and turned to stones | |
| I laid her down under the old oak | |
| Seeing it all blossom forever more | |
| Time keeps on painting my darling | |
| And the garden keeps on singing the old song | |
| Oh baby now | |
| I know you' re in the light | |
| Painting it all with your colorful songs | |
| Imens st r solen over h jen | |
| Hans skygge kastes ud | |
| I haven gr n | |
| Forsvandt for evigt og uden en note | |
| Hoping the angels will carry her home | |
| Time keeps painting my darling | |
| Ripped all the flowers in the garden | |
| Oh baby you' re home, you angels where are you. |