Eurydice 歌词

Oh Eurydice, Eurydice, you know you'll be the death of me I love you too much to not follow you down Taken long before your time The serpent stopped your heart and mind But no journey's too great for a heart so devout So I will follow you down Bend the rules of the mortals just to hold you now My darling, holding your tongue Nothing much to complain of 'cept you had been loved Oh Eurydice, Eurydice, you know you'll be the death of me I love you too much to not sing it aloud A sonnet to the gods and kings, played upon the lyre's strings Wet the eyes of the furies, so mournful the sound And I will follow you down Bend the rules of the mortals just to hold you now My darling, holding your tongue Nothing much to complain of 'cept you had been loved Oh Eurydice, Eurydice, you know you'll be the death of me I love you too much to not turn back around