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  • Текст песни Ghost Bees - Erl King

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    Guten Nacht
    I'll be dead before dawn
    Kind, mein Sohn
    I'll be dead before dawn
    And though your eyes appear wry and withdrawn
    I'll be dead before dawn
    I'll be dead before dawn

    Father! Father! I fear for the night
    when the Erl King comes to collect us.
    Father! Father! I fear for my soul as you should

    Father! Father! Make sense of the right
    Let's turn back our horse
    and flee from this unsightly terror,
    that is trembling through these woods.

    My son, you must be pacified
    these scenes of dreams are only imagination
    My son, you must be satisfied
    I'll keep you safe from fancy apparitions.

    My dear young one with eyes so wild
    Be still my son, you waggish child.
    I'll hold your head and keep you warm
    There's nothing here to harm you.

    Child, you're beautiful
    Come lie with the Erl King
    Child, you're beautiful
    Come quiet, come willing

    The gifts I could give to you--
    The wind and the wild river spring
    Child, you're beautiful
    Come quiet, come willing.

    Father! Father, can you hear his cries?
    when the Erl King comes to collect us?
    Father! Father! I fear for my soul
    as you should.
    Father! Father! Make sense of the right
    Let's turn back our horse
    and flee from this unsightly terror
    that is trembling through these woods.

    My dear young one, I hear it clear
    A hooing owl burrows near
    No Tophet trolls or urchin fears
    There's nothing here to harm you.

    Child, you're beautiful
    Come lie with the Erl King
    Child, you're beautiful
    Come quiet, come willing

    The gifts I could give to you--
    The wind and the wild river spring
    Child, you're beautiful
    Come quiet, come willing.

    Father gallops frantically,
    trembling with dread,
    For when he reached the weeping hearth
    The child was dead.

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