Dracula (musical) F.Wildhorn - Quiet Life | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Dracula (musical) F.Wildhorn
• Quiet Life

Dracula:
We are a superstitious people,
And the castle is so remote.

Johnatan:
I daresay I'll find London a considerable change.

Dracula:
Transilvania is not England.
I know our ways are not your ways.
Here, away from everyone
I walk not in the sun -
A creature of the shade.

Here the winds breath through the casements.
And the battlements are broken.
I am from another age -
A now forgotten age -
And age ruled by the blade.

I prefer to live a quite life -
Without fuss, without complications.
Ah, the pleasures of the quite life -
Sweet reproach, hours of contemplations.

How few days make up a century
In my dear new land of England.
I shall not seek endless mirth -
I'm not attuned to mirt -
I am a solitary man

I'm devoted to the quiet life,
And my heart through long years of mourning
Longs for nothing more than quiet life
Soon I shall satisfy my appetite:
London by night.