... A distance there is...

Come in out of the rain thou sayest -

but thou ne'er stept'st aside

And I am trapp'd - A Distance There Is...

None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof

Behold! - 'tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -

I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear

Thou hast heed'd that I am of innocecne

Yet thou let'st thy lass into peril -

Thou let'st me be parched

My heart, my heart, my heart...

My heart, my heart, my heart...

My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask.

When thou thy tears hast hidden

\"Come back!\" thou sayest - There I soon am to be -

But how am I to run when my bones, my heart

Thou hast me bereaft - But run thou sayest

I run, i run, i run...

I run, i run, i run...

I run, i run, i run...

I run, i run, i run...

I run, i run, i run...

I run - And there and then I behold

that a time will come when I again dead will be.

Thou tell'st me to leave without delay -

I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands

Lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending

So by a dint of smite I gait ere I run and melt together with dusk.

In my mind in which is this event

But it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!

After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths -

The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me

Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world

All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside -

After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths -

The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me

Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world

All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside -

...A Distance There Is...

...A Distance There Is...