Şarkı Sözü Akın The City In The Sea

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    A stir is in the air, the waves
    There is a movement there
    As if the towers had thrust aside
    In sinking the dull tide
    The waves have now a redder glow
    The hours are breathing faint
    And low down down that town shal settle

    Death has reared himself a throne
    In a strange city lying alone
    Far down within the dim west
    Where the good and bad
    And the worst and the best
    Have gone to their eternal rest.

    There shrines palaces and towers resemble nothing
    That is ours
    Around by lifting winds forgot resignedly
    Beneath the sky the melancholy waters lie

    Beneath the sky the melancholy waters lie
    While from a proud tower in the town
    Death looks gigantically down

    No rays from the holy heaven come down
    On the long night-time of that town.
    But light from but the lurid sea
    Streams up the turrets and gleams
    Up the pinnacles far and free

    L des temples ouverts et des tombes beantes
    B¢illent au niveau de vagues etincelantes
    Mais ni la richesse de chaque idole
    Ni les morts ne tentent les eaux hors
    De leur lit car aucune lame ne s'enroute helas
    I li long de cette solitude de verre aucun gonflement
    Ne raconte qu'il peut atre
    Des vents sur quelque mer plus heureuse du loin
    Aucune houle ne suggere que des vents
    Ont ete sur des mers d'une moins
    Hideuse serenite
    Mais voici! Un branle est dans l'air la vague
    Il y a un mouvement comme si les tours
    Avaient repousse en sombrant doucement
    L'onde morne comme si les faetes avaient
    Alors faiblement fait le vide dans les cieux
    Figes les vagues ont present une lueur plus
    Rouge les heures respirent sourdes et faibles
    Et quand parmi les gemissements autres que de la terre
    Tres bas thes bas cette ville hors d'ici s'etablira
    L'enfer se levant de mille tränes lui rendra hommage

    Death has reared himself a throne in a strange city
    Lying alone far down within the dim west
    Where the good and the bad
    And the worst and the best
    Have gone in their eternal rest.

    Beneath the sky the melancholy waters lie
    While from a proud tower in the town
    Death looks gigantically down

    From the sun and the stars whence I had drown
    Froth a passionate light such for my spirit was fit