The Skeletal Garden Lyrics
| Song | The Skeletal Garden |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | La Chambre D'Echo - Where the Dead Birds Sing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:09.453] | Will I become like the old man from next door? |
| [00:43.571] | Obsessed with fear of losing his mind, |
| [00:49.552] | he soon couldn't take care of himself anymore. |
| [00:52.564] | He had no friends or relatives to look after him, |
| [01:03.84] | only once a week some male nurse dropped in. |
| [01:11.827] | He was found in his bed,dehydrated... |
| [01:15.556] | unconscious,as he was,they brought him to a diffrent place. |
| [01:25.342] | "We have never heard of him since..." |
| [01:29.87] | He lived alone in his house for most of his life, |
| [01:37.782] | and I wouldn't be suprised, |
| [01:42.407] | If he had died the same day they put him in a room |
| [01:48.265] | with the people he'd never seem before. |
| [01:53.431] | He had a wild garden behind his house... |
| [01:59.374] | so beautiful and dark. |
| [02:01.228] | woodpeckers and squirrels lived there, |
| [02:04.793] | and hedgehogs,mice and martens. |
| [02:06.653] | Hazelnut-trees and wild strawberries grew, |
| [02:10.615] | and cherries,apples and pears,and currants of red and black... |
| [02:16.741] | all hidden in this private place. |
| [02:20.761] | In the safty of the shadows the fragile fern slept, |
| [02:36.58] | aloneg the winding paths the wild-flowers wept, |
| [02:39.218] | snowdrops noddld their little heads in spring, |
| [02:42.334] | of which I do not know the names... |
| [02:45.345] | And,of course,there was ivy everywhere. |
| [02:50.614] | It happend the same week they took him away |
| [03:19.557] | workers hacked down all the trees in the garden... |
| [03:22.682] | hired by the envious people outside...who had always terrified |
| [03:28.60] | by the beauty that enchanted this place, |
| [03:32.343] | and the darkness it was breathing. |
| [03:34.857] | Yet,none of them could keep the DEAD BIRDS FROM SINGING... |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:09.453] | Will I become like the old man from next door? |
| [00:43.571] | Obsessed with fear of losing his mind, |
| [00:49.552] | he soon couldn' t take care of himself anymore. |
| [00:52.564] | He had no friends or relatives to look after him, |
| [01:03.84] | only once a week some male nurse dropped in. |
| [01:11.827] | He was found in his bed, dehydrated... |
| [01:15.556] | unconscious, as he was, they brought him to a diffrent place. |
| [01:25.342] | " We have never heard of him since..." |
| [01:29.87] | He lived alone in his house for most of his life, |
| [01:37.782] | and I wouldn' t be suprised, |
| [01:42.407] | If he had died the same day they put him in a room |
| [01:48.265] | with the people he' d never seem before. |
| [01:53.431] | He had a wild garden behind his house... |
| [01:59.374] | so beautiful and dark. |
| [02:01.228] | woodpeckers and squirrels lived there, |
| [02:04.793] | and hedgehogs, mice and martens. |
| [02:06.653] | Hazelnuttrees and wild strawberries grew, |
| [02:10.615] | and cherries, apples and pears, and currants of red and black... |
| [02:16.741] | all hidden in this private place. |
| [02:20.761] | In the safty of the shadows the fragile fern slept, |
| [02:36.58] | aloneg the winding paths the wildflowers wept, |
| [02:39.218] | snowdrops noddld their little heads in spring, |
| [02:42.334] | of which I do not know the names... |
| [02:45.345] | And, of course, there was ivy everywhere. |
| [02:50.614] | It happend the same week they took him away |
| [03:19.557] | workers hacked down all the trees in the garden... |
| [03:22.682] | hired by the envious people outside... who had always terrified |
| [03:28.60] | by the beauty that enchanted this place, |
| [03:32.343] | and the darkness it was breathing. |
| [03:34.857] | Yet, none of them could keep the DEAD BIRDS FROM SINGING... |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:09.453] | Will I become like the old man from next door? |
| [00:43.571] | Obsessed with fear of losing his mind, |
| [00:49.552] | he soon couldn' t take care of himself anymore. |
| [00:52.564] | He had no friends or relatives to look after him, |
| [01:03.84] | only once a week some male nurse dropped in. |
| [01:11.827] | He was found in his bed, dehydrated... |
| [01:15.556] | unconscious, as he was, they brought him to a diffrent place. |
| [01:25.342] | " We have never heard of him since..." |
| [01:29.87] | He lived alone in his house for most of his life, |
| [01:37.782] | and I wouldn' t be suprised, |
| [01:42.407] | If he had died the same day they put him in a room |
| [01:48.265] | with the people he' d never seem before. |
| [01:53.431] | He had a wild garden behind his house... |
| [01:59.374] | so beautiful and dark. |
| [02:01.228] | woodpeckers and squirrels lived there, |
| [02:04.793] | and hedgehogs, mice and martens. |
| [02:06.653] | Hazelnuttrees and wild strawberries grew, |
| [02:10.615] | and cherries, apples and pears, and currants of red and black... |
| [02:16.741] | all hidden in this private place. |
| [02:20.761] | In the safty of the shadows the fragile fern slept, |
| [02:36.58] | aloneg the winding paths the wildflowers wept, |
| [02:39.218] | snowdrops noddld their little heads in spring, |
| [02:42.334] | of which I do not know the names... |
| [02:45.345] | And, of course, there was ivy everywhere. |
| [02:50.614] | It happend the same week they took him away |
| [03:19.557] | workers hacked down all the trees in the garden... |
| [03:22.682] | hired by the envious people outside... who had always terrified |
| [03:28.60] | by the beauty that enchanted this place, |
| [03:32.343] | and the darkness it was breathing. |
| [03:34.857] | Yet, none of them could keep the DEAD BIRDS FROM SINGING... |
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