Les paroles de la chanson
« Siren »
Theatre Of Tragedy

Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta’en
By whom, know I not ’lack! am I of twain
And as a crux, cede I my words
Fro my heart wilt thou ne’er
Have I been ’sooth sinsyne.
Be left without come!

{Refrain:}
Thine voice is oh so sweet, I speer thine pine,
Ryking for me
Ryking for thee
"List and heed", thou say’st
Wistful, whistful
Chancing to lure.
Chancing to lure,
Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown ’tis
Dodge na ’way herefro, do come here in eath!

Mayhap lured by the scent of lote
’Od! the foetid eft hie back I mote;
For what I did my soul atrounced,
How I wish for thee again,
O! do believe me, ’twasn’t a frounce.
Will I give thee it: troth.

{au Refrain}