O gothic moon thy shine encharmest me tonight
Bereavest me of sleep, makest me wander under thy light.
Thou letst abloom my heart until the very last of thy ray,
Shine! Bereaver of sleep, ere black clouds hide thee away....
I know this can't be eternal!
No love hath ever conquered the borders of time!
No beauty is everlasting, not even thine!
But o how I wished your heart would fore'er be mine...
Thy eyes caress myself to endure these painful lies...
The moon's persistance makest me ask...
Why can't we be stars?
Stars that shine forever...
Stars that unite with the night...
At the horizon the dark stormclouds of sorrow have gathered their might,
neither the moon nor the stars reveal their light this night
...and rain is falling, pouring down into my soul,
while wild weeping clouds enwrapp me in their woe
Bereavest me of sleep, makest me wander under thy light.
Thou letst abloom my heart until the very last of thy ray,
Shine! Bereaver of sleep, ere black clouds hide thee away....
I know this can't be eternal!
No love hath ever conquered the borders of time!
No beauty is everlasting, not even thine!
But o how I wished your heart would fore'er be mine...
Thy eyes caress myself to endure these painful lies...
The moon's persistance makest me ask...
Why can't we be stars?
Stars that shine forever...
Stars that unite with the night...
At the horizon the dark stormclouds of sorrow have gathered their might,
neither the moon nor the stars reveal their light this night
...and rain is falling, pouring down into my soul,
while wild weeping clouds enwrapp me in their woe
işte benim duygularımı anlatabilen diyeceğim bi şiir..evet benim grief'imi anlatıp kısa bi özet geçen şiir.."hadi canım,ne biçim ingilizce bu.." dediğinizi duyar gibi oldum..=) her ne kadar empyrium'un o karamsarlığa sürükleyen ezgileri içinde okunmuş olsa da "eski ingilizce" diyebileceğimiz dille yazılmıştır kendileri..kendi dilimizde olup da anlayamadığımız onca kelime gibi bu ingilizlerin de kendi dillerinde eski kelimeler var her ne kadar çoğumuza öyle görünmese de..ama size bu kadar dil tarihi yeter kanımca..şiiri okuyun.."lover's grief"i dinleyin hüzünlenin biras..haa bi de yanında sıcak şarap olursa fena da olmaz hani..=)
