Текст песни My Dying Bride - The Blue Lotus

The Blue Lotus

Under the darkened, Ancient oak
Gentle in the nights breeze
I stop and stare, rest a while
With hands upon my knees
Through jades leaves, bush and scrub
I spy my journeys end
Black it looms, silent gloom
The castle called Avend
On I trot, past forest eyes
Past horrors of the night
Through the dark, I see a sign
A gently glowing light

Upon reaching the castle I ascend the ivy
Towards the golden window
My heart pounds and my breath is rushed
As I fight both brick and branch
The ledge is mine and over I sweep
Silent like the falling snow
Quiet, I slip across the polished floow
Tonight, I will dine with chance

The Blue Lotus, a legend, I thought a myth
Old poems and stories gone
A beauty of unimaginable lust
Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won
Skin like milk, an angels face
They say her smile could kill
Her hair the blackest of all black
Stories I thought though, still

So there she lay, sleeping upon the bed
Half covered by fantastic silks
Her breast I see, moves with her dreams
A sight I will always recall
A single candle that showed me the way
Through forest, river and hills
Glows upon that lovely skin
Shadows dancing around the walls

Closer I creep, toward my prize
The Blue Lotus lies before me
Her lips are full, red as blood
Moist as they invite me
Stoop I did to kiss those lips
In that glowing room
When suddenly, she did awake,
Her eyes filled with doom
From silks, her hands wer round my neck
Escape there was no hope
A brief flash of teeth is all that I saw
And gone was my throat
Her bloodlust deep, she swallowed me
Red was all I saw
She drank her fill and watched me fall
Gently to the floor

A league away my death is found
By locals who tend this land
Who lay me down in shallow earth
A single Lotus placed in my hand.]

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"Синий лотос"

Под потемневшим Древним Дубом,
Что кроток в ночном бризе был,
Я замираю и смотрю спокоен,
Я руки на колени опустил.
По изнурённой листве через чащу
Выискиваю своего пути конец.
Неясно вырисовывается тихим силуэтом
Замок Авенд,
И я туда спешу, минуя очи леса,
Минуя ужасы ночные,
Сквозь тьму я различаю знак –
Пылающую ласково звезду.

Приблизившись к стенам замка, я по плющу взобрался
Вверх к золочёному окошку.
Моё дыханье участилось, колотилось сердце,
Пока я вступал в схватку со стеною и ветвями.
Вот выступ взят опять, перемахнув через него,
Бесшумно словно падающий снег,
Неслышно пересёк я комнату, не потревожив половицы.
Я этой ночью отобедаю с судьбою.

Я думал, лотос голубой, ты миф, легенда,
Предание забытое иль древняя поэма,
Краса невообразимого вожделения.
Обозначает и богов, и пыл, и он выигран был.
Кожа как молоко, ангельский лик.
– Её улыбка убивает, – говорили.
Чернее мрака ночи волосы её.
Истории, которые из головы не выходили...
Итак, она сияла там, на своём ложе
Прикрытая едва сказочным шёлком,
Её вздымалась грудь – я видел – грёзам в такт.
И этот взгляд забыть я не сумел бы.
Одна свеча лишь освещала мне дорогу,
Хотя лес, речка и холмы
Прелестной кожи бархат ясно озаряли.
На стенах незаметно тени танцевали...

Я ближе подбираюсь к ней, к моей награде.
Передо мной простёрся лотос голубой.
Её уста полны и кровью красны,
Влажны и манят к ней меня.
Я наклонился, чтоб её поцеловать
В этой сияющей комнате,
Когда она внезапно пробудилась.
Её глаза, исполненные рока,
От шёлка оторвавшись, её руки обвили меня,
Бежать надежды не было.
Зубы блеснули – это всё, что видел я –
И мне в горло впились.
И, вожделея крови, она меня так поглотила.
Всё, что я видел, было алым.
Как падал я, она, напившись досыта, смотрела.
Тело упало тихо.

В лигах от моей смерти найден был я
Местными жителями, что дорогой этой шли.
Кто положил меня в пустую землю?
Один лишь лотос в мо

The Blue Lotus

Under the darkened, Ancient oak
Gentle in the nights breeze
I stop and stare, rest a while
With hands upon my knees
Through jades leaves, bush and scrub
I spy my journeys end
Black it looms, silent gloom
The castle called Avend
On I trot, past forest eyes
Past horrors of the night
Through the dark, I see a sign
A gently glowing light

Upon reaching the castle I ascend the ivy
Towards the golden window
My heart pounds and my breath is rushed
As I fight both brick and branch
The ledge is mine and over I sweep
Silent like the falling snow
Quiet, I slip across the polished floow
Tonight, I will dine with chance

The Blue Lotus, a legend, I thought a myth
Old poems and stories gone
A beauty of unimaginable lust
Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won
Skin like milk, an angels face
They say her smile could kill
Her hair the blackest of all black
Stories I thought though, still

So there she lay, sleeping upon the bed
Half covered by fantastic silks
Her breast I see, moves with her dreams
A sight I will always recall
A single candle that showed me the way
Through forest, river and hills
Glows upon that lovely skin
Shadows dancing around the walls

Closer I creep, toward my prize
The Blue Lotus lies before me
Her lips are full, red as blood
Moist as they invite me
Stoop I did to kiss those lips
In that glowing room
When suddenly, she did awake,
Her eyes filled with doom
From silks, her hands wer round my neck
Escape there was no hope
A brief flash of teeth is all that I saw
And gone was my throat
Her bloodlust deep, she swallowed me
Red was all I saw
She drank her fill and watched me fall
Gently to the floor

A league away my death is found
By locals who tend this land
Who lay me down in shallow earth
A single Lotus placed in my hand.]

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& quot; Blue Lotus & quot;

Under darkened ancient oak ,
What meek ​​in the night breeze was
I froze and I look calm,
I lowered his hands on his knees .
By IZNURYoNNYJ foliage through the thicket
Try to discover the end of their path .
Looms quiet silhouette
Castle Avend ,
And I 'm in a hurry there , bypassing the eyes of the forest,
Bypassing the horrors of the night ,
Through the darkness I can distinguish the sign -
Gently glowing star.

Approaching the castle walls , I climbed on the ivy
Up to the gilded window.
My breath quickened heart beat ,
As long as I come to grips with the wall and branches.
That projection is taken again , peremahnuv through it ,
Silently like falling snow ,
I crossed the room silently , without disturbing the floorboards .
I have this night to dine with fate .

I thought the blue lotus , you are a myth , a legend ,
Tradition forgotten il ancient poem ,
Beauty of unimaginable lust.
Denotes the gods and fervor, and he was won .
Skin like milk, an angelic face .
- Her smile is killing - said .
Blacker than the darkness of the night her hair .
Stories that did not go out of my head ...
So she shone there, in his bed
Barely covered with fabulous silk,
Her chest was heaving - I saw - day-dreams in tact.
And this view is to forget I could not have .
Only one candle lit my way ,
Although forest, river and hills
Pretty clearly illuminated the velvet skin .
On the walls unnoticed shadows danced ...

I'm getting closer to it , my reward.
Prostrated in front of me lotus blue.
Her lips are full and red with blood ,
Moist and beckon me to her .
I bent to kiss her
In this radiant room
When she suddenly woke up .
Her eyes filled with rock
Breaking away from silk , her arms wound me ,
Run there was no hope .
Teeth flashed - that's all I saw -
And I have stuck in the throat .
And vozhdeleya blood , she had me so absorbed .
All I saw was scarlet.
As I fell , she got drunk their fill , watched .
Body fell quiet.

In leagues from my death, I was found
Locals that walked this road .
Who put me in an empty land?
Only one lotus in mo