Blue Eyes - Within Temptation (Lyrics)

Blue Eyes - Within Temptation (Lyrics)

Title Blue Eyes
Artist Within Temptation

Blue eyes just smile to the world
Full of dreams and with fascination
Too soon she saw that her hands were chained and pulled without any freedom
It's always the same, they fear no way out
I cannot break it
I can take it no more

It's burning me up inside
Lost all my tears, can't cry
No reason, no meaning
Just hatred
No matter how hard I try
You fear the beast inside
It's growing, it's waiting
Just to hurt you

This heart was hurt by the light and
I see your world that tries to deny us
Now everything that I love has died or has been shattered to pieces
It's always the same, they fear no way out
I cannot break it
I can take it no more

Just to hurt you
Just to hurt you

Can't you see their eyes, what lies inside
They've given up, they no longer shine
Too soon they close with one last cry
Before they turn to light

It's burning me up inside
Lost all my tears, can't cry
No reason, no meaning
Just hatred
No matter how hard I try
You fear the beast inside
It's growing, it's waiting
Just to hurt you

Just to hurt you

Within Temptationは、
オランダのシンフォニックメタル(オーケストラ、合唱とのアンサンブルは、シンフォニー・交響曲を思わせる)、ゴシックメタルバンド(中世教会風、歌詞もキリスト教がバックにある。)

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2016年7月21日木曜日

"It Is Not Yours, O Mother,..."1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

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XXV
"It Is Not Yours, O Mother,..."
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

It is not yours, O mother, to complain
Not, mother, yours to weep,
Though nevermore your son again
Shall to your bosom creep,
Though nevermore again you watch your baby sleep.
それは貴方らしくない、オゥ母よ、・・・、愚痴をこぼすなんて、
いえ、お母さん、泣き暮らすなんて、
喩え再び貴方の胸に這って近づこうとしなくても、
喩え再び貴方の赤ちゃんが眠るのを貴方が見守る事がなくても。

23:34 2016/05/04水

Though in the greener paths of earth,
Mother and child, no more
We wander; and no more the birth
Of me whom once you bore,
Seems still the brave reward that once it seemed of yore;

Though as all passes, day and night,
The seasons and the years,
From you, O mother, this delight,
This also disappears --
Some profit yet survives of all your pangs and tears.

The child, the seed, the grain of corn,
The acorn on the hill,
Each for some separate end is born
In season fit, and still
Each must in strength arise to work the almighty will.

So from the hearth the children flee,
By that almighty hand
Austerely led; so one by sea
Goes forth, and one by land;
Nor aught of all man's sons escapes from that command.

So from the sally each obeys
The unseen almighty nod;
So till the ending all their ways
Blindfolded loth have trod:
Nor knew their task at all, but were the tools of God.

And as the fervent smith of yore
Beast out the glowing blade,
Nor wielded in the front of war
The weapons that he made,
But in the tower at home still plied his ringing trade;

So like a sword the son shall roam
On nobler missions sent;
And as the smith remained at home
In peaceful turret pent,
So sits the while at home the mother well content.