The Collection: le talent est un péché/ Lyrics
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The Collection: le talent est un péché
1. 낙화2 (落花)
Lyrics By: Ophelia
Composed By: Tablo
Arranged By: Tablo
Produced By: Ophelia
2. Map My Mind
Lyrics By: Ophelia
Composed By: Ophelia
Arranged By: Ophelia
Produced By: Ophelia
3. 겁쟁이 (Coward's Crime)
Lyrics By: Ophelia
Composed By: Vincent of VRose
Arranged By: Vincent
Produced By: VRose
4. Ophelia
Lyrics By: Ophelia
Composed By: Ophelia
Arranged By: Pearce Duabmir
Produced By: Pearce Duabmir
On the calm black water where the stars are sleeping
White Ophelia floats like a great lily;
Floats very slowly, veins showing, heart breaking
Delicate hands raised, blood boiling, tears falling
For more than a thousand years sad Ophelia
Has passed, a white phantom, down the long black river
For more than a thousand years her sweet madness
Has murmured its ballad to the evening breeze
The wind kisses her beloved and passes through
Her great veils rising and falling with the waters
The shivering willows weep on her shoulder
The rushes lean over her wide, dreaming brow
"Ophelia" They say "You are as beautiful as snow"
Yes child, you died, for the beauty to last eternally
It was the winds descending from the great mountains of Russia
That spoke to you in low voices of better freedom
It was a breath of wind, that, twisting your great hair
Brought strange rumors to your dreaming mind
It was your heart listening to the song of fame
In the groans of the tree and the sighs of the nights
It was the voice of mad audience, the great cheer
That shattered your child's heart, too inhuman
It was a handsome pale knight, a poor gentleman
Who one August morning sate mute at your knees
The love of my life says that by starlight
You come seeking, in the night, the flowers that you picked
And that he has seen on the water, lying in her long veils
White Ophelia floating, like a lost child without a soul
"Ophelia" They say "You are as beautiful as snow"
Yes child, you died, for the beauty to last eternally
It was the winds descending from the great mountains of Russia
That spoke to you in low voices of better freedom
9. Le coeur supplicié (Cheated)
Lyrics By: Ophelia
Composed By: Ophelia
Arranged By: Ophelia
Produced By: Ophelia
My poor heart dribbles at the stern My heart covered with caporal They squirt upon it jets of soup My poor heart dribbles at the stern Under the gibes of the whole crew Which burst out in a single laugh, My poor heart dribbles at the stern My heart covered with caporal.
Ithypallic, erkish, lewd, Their gibes have corrupted it. In the wheelhouse you can see graffiti* Ithypallic, erkish, lewd. O abracadantic waves Take my heart that it may be cleansed! Ithypallic, erkish, lewd, Their gibes have corrupted it.
When they have finished chewing their quids What shall we do, o cheated heart? It will be bacchic hiccups then When they have finished chewing their quids I shall have stomach heavings then I can swallow down my heart: When they have finished chewing their quids What shall we do, o cheated heart?
