«Я родился в долине пурпурных водопадов.
I was weak, yet not unblessed.
Я был слаб и еще не благословлен.
Dead to the world. Alive for the journey.
Мертвый для мира. Живой для путешествия.
One night I dreamt a white rose withering,
Однажды ночью мне приснилась увядающая белая роза,
a newborn drowning a lifetime loneliness.
Тонущий новорождённый и одиночество длиною в жизнь...
I dreamt all of my future. Relived my past.
Мне приснилось все мое будущее, я заново прожил своё прошлое
And witnessed the beauty of the beast"
Увидел красоту чудовища».
Where have all the feelings gone?
Куда ушли все чувства?
Why has all the laughter ceased?
Почему смех больше не звучит?
Why am I loved only when I'm gone?
Почему я любима, только когда я ухожу?
Gone back in time to bless the child
Ухожу назад во времени, чтобы благословить дитя.
Think of me long enough to make a memory
Думай обо мне как можно дольше, чтобы заставить память
Come bless the child one more time
Вернуться благословить дитя еще раз.
How can I ever feel again?
Смогу ли я чувствовать снова?
Given the chance would I return?
Награжденная еще одним шансом, смогу ли я вернуться?
I've never felt so alone in my life
Я никогда не чувствовала себя такой одинокой,
As I drank from a cup which was counting my time
Будто бы я пила из чаши, которая отсчитывала время, данное мне.
There's a poison drop in this cup of Man
В этой чаше капля яда.
To drink it is to follow the left hand path
Выпить ее значит последовать по пути левой руки*.
"Where have all the feelings gone?
«Куда ушли все чувства?
Why is the deadliest sin - to love as I loved you?
Почему самый страшный грех – любить так, как я любил тебя?
Now unblessed, homesick in time,
Не благословленный, потерянный во времени и в тоске по дому,
Soon to be freed from care, from human pain.
Я скоро уйду от забот, от человеческой боли.
My tale is the most bitter truth:
Моя история - самая горькая правда:
Time pays us but with earth and dust, and a dark, silent grave.
Время платит нам, но землей, пылью и темной молчаливой могилой.
Remember, my child: Without innocence the cross is only iron,
Помни, мое дитя: без невинности крест – только железо,
Hope is only an illusion аnd Ocean Soul's nothing but a name...
Надежда – всего лишь иллюзия, а Душа Океана – только имя…
The Child bless thee and keep thee forever"
Дитя благословляет тебя и хранит тебя вечно».
* - т.е. по пути сатанизма "I was born in the valley of purple waterfalls.
I Was Weak, Yet Not Unbluessed.
I was weak and not yet blessed.
Dead to the world. Alive for the journey.
Dead for the world. Live to travel.
ONE NIGHT I DREAMT A White Rose Withering
Once at night I had a fading white rose,
A Newborn Drowning A Lifetime Loneliness.
Sensing newborn and loneliness in life ...
I Dreamt All of My Future. Relived My Past.
I dreamed of all my future, I re-lived my past
AND WITNESED THE BEAUTY OF THE BEAST "
I saw the beauty of the monsters. "
Where Have All the Feelings Gone?
Where did you go all the feelings?
Why Has All the Laughter Ceased?
Why doesn't laugh anymore?
Why am I Loved Only When I'm Gone?
Why am I loved only when I'm leaving?
Gone Back in Time To Bless The Child
I'm leaving back in time to bless the child.
Think of Me Long Enough to Make a Memory
Think about me as long as possible to force my memory
Come Bless The Child One More Time
Return to bless the child again.
How Can I Ever Feel Again?
Will I feel again?
Given the Chance Would I Return?
Awarded another chance, can I return?
I'Ve Never Felt So Alone in My Life
I never felt so lonely
AS I DRANK FROM A CUP Which Was Counting My Time
As if I saw from the bowl, which squeezed the time given to me.
THERE'S A POISON DROP IN THIS CUP OF MAN
In this cup, a drop of poison.
To Drink It Is To Follow The Left Hand Path
To drink it means to follow the path of the left hand *.
"WHERE HAVE ALL THE FEELINGS GONE?
"Where did you get all the feelings?
Why is the Deadliest Sin - to Love As I Loved You?
Why is the most terrible sin - to love the way I loved you?
Now Unbluessed, Homesick in Time,
Not blessed, lost in time and in longing house,
Soon to Be Freed From Care, From Human Pain.
I will soon leave care, from human pain.
My Tale Is The Most Bitter Truth:
My story is the same bitter truth:
Time Pays US But with Earth and Dust, and a Dark, Silent Grave.
Time pays us, but the earth, dust and a dark silent grave.
REMEMBER, MY CROSS IS ONLY IRON,
Remember, my child: without innocence, the cross is only iron,
Hope Is Only An Illusion And Ocean Soul's Nothing But a Name ...
Hope is just an illusion, and the ocean soul is just a name ...
The Child Bless Thee and Keep thee Forever
The child blesses you and keeps you forever. "
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