Текст песни: Act III He Who Willingly Suffers + перевод

Fear — no one else in this dream

Sorrow — scarring no one else

Stay in my dreams

Follow me

End your soul

Remorse feeds the pain

Even though

The soul bleeds

How hard a thing it is to say

What was this forest

Savaged rough and stern

Which in my every thoughts renewes the fear

So bitter it is

And death is a little more

But of the good to treat

Which there i found

Speak will i of the other things i saw

I cannot well repeat

How there i entered

So full was i of slumber

At the moment which i was abandoned

In a true way breath i have reached

And i saw and i felt

At the point i knew the valley was terminated

Which had when consternation pierced my hearth

Although upward i looked

And i beheld my shoulders

Vested already with the planet’s rays

Which leadeth onto the night or day

Then it was the fear

A little quieter

That in my heart’s like had endured throughout

And the night…

Oh no the night which i had passed so pittiously

And even as he

He who disturbed my slumber

With his distressful breath

Turns to the word

Perilous

And gazed

And so did my soul

That still was playing ownward

Turned itself to be behold the pass

Which never

Never yet a living person left

After my weary body i had rested

The way resumed

I on this desert slope

So that the firm foot ever was the lower

And lower and

Lower above the rage of Death

Mourning the soul

Prays in void

He

Who meets the sorrow

All left in slumber

Soul dismembered

He who willingly suffers

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