BOG - Still Falls Heavy Rain | Текст песни

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Still falls heavy rain

Still falls heavy rain…
And distant bell tolls
Darkness shroud the blackened trees,
Deformed by unseen violence,

They shed their tired leaves
And bend their boughs toward
A grey earth of severed bird wings
And heavy rain still falls

Among the grasses poppies bleed
Before dumb signs of death
Young rabbits, born dead in traps,
Stand motionless and deadly

Like damned guardians
Of surrounding silence
That threatens to engulf
All those that would listen.

Mute birds,
tired of
Repeating yesterdays terrors

Huddle together
in dark recesses
They turned heads from the dead

Black swan
that floats upturned
In a small pool in the hollow.

And still falls
heavy rain
And distant bell tolls...

Emerges from this wicked pool
A faint and sensual mist,
Mist that traces way upwards
To caress the chipped feet

Of headless martyr’s stoned statue,
Whose only achievment was
To die too soon - that's exploit!
And who couldn’t wait to lose.

The cataract of darkness form fully,
The long black night begins,
Yet still, by the lake young girl waits,
Unseeing believes herself unseen,

She smiles, faintly at the tolling bell,
She smiles, but raindrops like tears...
Still falls heavy rain,
And distant bell still tolls…

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