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I never wrote you a love song
somehow words could not express what i needed to say.
and so i never wrote you a love song
and now its much, much too late and'cause youand've gone away
But i will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and iand'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
i swear i never stopped loving you with everything i am
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me...
So i wish iand'd had written you a love song
and somehow you understood what it feels to be me
because the angel loves the sprite forever
and does it unconditionally
But i will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and iand'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
i swear i never stopped loving you with everything i am
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me...
(excerpt from la belle dame sans merci by w.b. keats - 1819)
I met a lady in the meads,
full beautiful--a faeryand's child,
her hair was long, her foot was light,
and her eyes were wild.
I made a garland for her head,
and bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
she looked at me as she did love,
and made sweet moan.
I set her on my pacing steed,
and nothing else saw all day long,
for sidelong would she bend, and sing
a faeryand's song.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
and honey wild, and manna dew,
and sure in language strange she said--
andquot;i love thee true.andquot;
She took me to her elfin grot,
and there she wept and sighed full sore,
and there i shut her wild eyes
with kisses four.
And there she lulled me asleep
and there i dreamed--ah! woe betide!
the latest dream i ever dreamed
on the cold hilland's side.
I saw pale kings and princes too,
pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
they cried--andquot;la belle dame sans merci
hath thee in thrall!andquot;
I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
with horrid warning gaped wide,
and i awoke and found me here,
on the cold hilland's side.
And this is why i sojourn here
alone and palely loitering,
though the sedge is withered from the lake,
and no birds sing.
Yo nunca te escribí una canción de amor
de alguna manera las palabras no pueden expresar lo que yo tenía que decir.
y por lo que nunca he escrito una canción de amor que
y ahora su youand've mucho, and'cause demasiado tarde ido
Pero voy a construir este monumento
para recordar todo el amor que una vez tuvo
y iand'll cerrar los ojos y hacer que lo que solía ser
Juro que nunca dejé de amarte con todo lo que soy
y me duele tanto pensar que ha dejado de amarme
que dejó de amarme ...
Así que me gustaría que te había escrito iand'd una canción de amor
y de alguna manera entender lo que se siente ser yo
porque el ángel le encanta el sprite para siempre
y lo hace incondicionalmente
Pero voy a construir este monumento
para recordar todo el amor que una vez tuvo
y iand'll cerrar los ojos y hacer que lo que solía ser
Juro que nunca dejé de amarte con todo lo que soy
y me duele tanto pensar que ha dejado de amarme
que dejó de amarme ...
(Extracto de la belle dame sans merci por keats WB - 1819)
Conocí a una dama en los prados,
lleno hermoso - un niño de faeryand,
su cabello era largo, su pie fue la luz,
y sus ojos eran salvajes.
Hice una guirnalda para la cabeza,
y tirantes
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Cruxshadows
Monument
Monument
I never wrote you a love song
somehow words could not express what i needed to say.
and so i never wrote you a love song
and now its much, much too late and'cause youand've gone away
But i will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and iand'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
i swear i never stopped loving you with everything i am
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me...
So i wish iand'd had written you a love song
and somehow you understood what it feels to be me
because the angel loves the sprite forever
and does it unconditionally
But i will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and iand'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
i swear i never stopped loving you with everything i am
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me...
(excerpt from la belle dame sans merci by w.b. keats - 1819)
I met a lady in the meads,
full beautiful--a faeryand's child,
her hair was long, her foot was light,
and her eyes were wild.
I made a garland for her head,
and bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
she looked at me as she did love,
and made sweet moan.
I set her on my pacing steed,
and nothing else saw all day long,
for sidelong would she bend, and sing
a faeryand's song.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
and honey wild, and manna dew,
and sure in language strange she said--
andquot;i love thee true.andquot;
She took me to her elfin grot,
and there she wept and sighed full sore,
and there i shut her wild eyes
with kisses four.
And there she lulled me asleep
and there i dreamed--ah! woe betide!
the latest dream i ever dreamed
on the cold hilland's side.
I saw pale kings and princes too,
pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
they cried--andquot;la belle dame sans merci
hath thee in thrall!andquot;
I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
with horrid warning gaped wide,
and i awoke and found me here,
on the cold hilland's side.
And this is why i sojourn here
alone and palely loitering,
though the sedge is withered from the lake,
and no birds sing.
Cruxshadows
Monumento
Monumento
Yo nunca te escribí una canción de amor
de alguna manera las palabras no pueden expresar lo que yo tenía que decir.
y por lo que nunca he escrito una canción de amor que
y ahora su youand've mucho, and'cause demasiado tarde ido
Pero voy a construir este monumento
para recordar todo el amor que una vez tuvo
y iand'll cerrar los ojos y hacer que lo que solía ser
Juro que nunca dejé de amarte con todo lo que soy
y me duele tanto pensar que ha dejado de amarme
que dejó de amarme ...
Así que me gustaría que te había escrito iand'd una canción de amor
y de alguna manera entender lo que se siente ser yo
porque el ángel le encanta el sprite para siempre
y lo hace incondicionalmente
Pero voy a construir este monumento
para recordar todo el amor que una vez tuvo
y iand'll cerrar los ojos y hacer que lo que solía ser
Juro que nunca dejé de amarte con todo lo que soy
y me duele tanto pensar que ha dejado de amarme
que dejó de amarme ...
(Extracto de la belle dame sans merci por keats WB - 1819)
Conocí a una dama en los prados,
lleno hermoso - un niño de faeryand,
su cabello era largo, su pie fue la luz,
y sus ojos eran salvajes.
Hice una guirnalda para la cabeza,
y tirantes
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
