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DEMETHER LYRICS
"Beautiful" (2007)
1. Eternal Sundance
2. Stop The Rain
3. Lacrimosa
4. Shy
5. Her Last Home
6. Autumn
7. Old Well
8. Winter (end of silence)
9. Winter (conclusion)
10. Don't Linger
11. Requiem 2012
12. Her Last Home (church version)
1. Eternal Sundance
2. Stop The Rain
Rain…I can feel the rain,
Just cold, boring autumn rain
Falling on my face, and my hands, my words, my tears…
Damn rain is taking my confidence,
and breaking my will….
So now I’m blind and deaf…and cold…weak…
Standing in the rain…
You can stop this rain that’s falling,
You can wake the sun that’s moaning…
You can make me dead for loving,
You can… but you won’t…
I’ll stand right there in the rain, cold rain…
I’ll stand in front of you, in front of them, in front of hatred…
Until it stops…
Until the clusters of clouds disappear
And leave me alone….
3. Lacrimosa
Hush... Strings are weeping silently...
Like... They are singing a lullaby...
This... Plain without a single tree
Will open to take a child...
Her embrace was not enough
To save his soul... All alone...
And she came with the swan song on her lips...
Evening breeze was listening...
“Lacrimosa”, she said: “Cry upon my fate...”
“Lacrimosa”
Došla je sestra Jelena,
Dovela brata ranjena,
Da traži s mora doktora,
Bratu rane da vida.
Boga ti, s mora doktore,
Šta ti se čini od rana?
Boga mi, sestro Jeleno,
Pripremi bratu što nemaš.
4. Shy
Since water’s high my eyes are dry
And I don’t long for anything…
My second-hand soul crashed the wall
Lying around in pieces…
My nights are long and I’m scared of the crimson dawn…
Sailing on the sea of lies
Without a compass…
Beneath this sky
There’s no seagull to show me where’s the shore…
Oh… I’m starving for love…
Show yourself, let me see
My reflection in your eyes
I am still lingering,
Listening to the songs of night…
Alone…
Letters never came to me…
Where I am there’s no address…
No one rides by my lair,
The birds have flown away a long time ago…
5. Her Last Home
Just like oil on canvass…
Touch of red, mostly black…
Thick are the air and the fog that hide her from you…
Weeps… shadow…
Cries … sparkle…
“She sleeps, she sleeps…”
Once in time, there she was,
Standing by the willow tree,
Longing for an old feeling, being his…
Now she is like a torn flower,
Alone…
Among the trees, and underneath the leaves,
There is her last home, she lies there all alone…
6. Autumn
If you try to follow her footsteps,
You will find that she doesn't leave a single one...
She’s so light,
As the sound of
Her sister Syrinx’s flute...
Tapping with the leaves and dancing, she flirts with the wind,
and then her song sounds like piccolo...
Is innocent the rain that`s falling on her face,
Washing little sins of summer,
Where water-fairy runs, when summer dance’s done,
Where will she hide?
When the nature sings the swan song
And the autumn gives the final cut,
Like a painter, with her sorrow
She fades all colours to gray...
7. Old Well
When he was riding through the old Romanian town,
Heading to the East, he had to stop 'till dawn...
He had to stop' till dawn...
Late it was, he took water from a well,
Glittering and cold, water quenched his thirst...
But, that old well was dry...
And the moon was shining bright,
Scattered sparkles rounded the well,
Sound of a distant flute he heard,
His horse ran away...
Suddenly, some children all in white
Made a ring around him, whispering:
He, who drinks the water from the well,
Falls into her embrace, tells the tale...
As the eyes are windows to the soul,
Through his gaze she'll know it all...
No one ever heard a word of him,
Some tale says his soul still lingers thirsty...
And if you're riding
Through some old Romanian town on your road to East,
You should never stop before the dawn...
Never stop before the dawn...
8. Winter (end of silence)
Signs around, but I’m blind,
Blur and haze…
Deaf, still out of tune,
Wandering with my own fears…
Phrases, my shallow grave,
Written in sand, not in stone…
Darkness of your mind almost
Swallowed my soul…
Leave now, don’t turn back,
All the pictures are torn…
This winter will find you alone… And cold…
Leave me, Lilith,
There is blood on your hands,
Your laments are untrue,
Your flowers never bloom…
I’d rather let them die
Or tear the September sky,
Then rain would fall forever
And wash your mask away…
9. Winter (conclusion)
10. Don't Linger
When I was down, without the sun
And moonlight was my only guide,
In Lake of tears, and woods of sorrow,
Where every tree wept...
Silently in the woods of sorrow,
Heavenly, your voice: “...don’t linger...”
But shade of me still wandering,
Not sacred, it came suddenly
To take my life...
Don't take your life...
Don`t linger, no, just let it go,
In hands of fate we`re all the same...
Nothing to say, just stay awake,
It`s not your time, don`t go away...
11. Requiem 2012
She saw a raven spread its wings,
Without the strength to fly away…
How could she know that this was its cry:
“Don`t start your journey now.”
Canonic chant and silent lament,
Candles are burning, time’s passing by…
Who will first go beyond the light
Time will tell, but the choir will still sing…
Requiem Aeternam dona eis, Domine
Ex audi, ex audi orationem meam
The last thing she saw were the red flowers by the road.
She smiled and said: “What a beautiful day...”
Then the angels took her away...
Voca me, cum benedictis
Voca me…
12. Her Last Home (church version)
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