Qntal - Un vers de dreyt nien

Tekst :

Farai un vers de dreyt nien:
Non er de mi ni d autra gen,
non er d amore ni de joven,
ni de ren au,
qu enans fo trobatz en durmen
sobre chevau.

No sai en qual hora m fuy natz:
No suy alegres ni iratz,
no suy estrayns ni sui privatz,
ni no n puesc au,
qu enaissi fuy de nueitz fadatz,
sobr un pueg au.

Malautz suy e tremi murir,
e ren no n sai mas quan n aug dir;
metge querai al mieu albir,
e no sai cau;
bos metges er si m pot guerir,
mas non, si amau.

Inne utwory

  • Sine nomine
  • Virgo splendens
  • Doussa res
  • Vos attestor
  • Abaelard
  • Anc non lo vi
  • Non sofre Santa Maria
  • Herbst
  • Ad mortem festinamus
  • Sanctus
  • Black death
  • Trobar clus
  • Palestinalied
  • Ecce gratum
  • Losowe utwory

    Good thing

    Could it be magic?
    Could it be a fantasy?
    Maybe I m dreaming
    Cause it sure seems to get to me
    You say that you want me
    Say there ll be no-one else
    Make me no promises
    Cause we both know...

    If you need me tonight

    If you need me tonight
    (If you need me tonight)
    If you need me tonight
    (I will be there)
    If you need me tonight
    (If you need me tonight)
    If you need me tonight
    (I ll be there)
    There s a distance...

    My centurion

    Somewhere in
    Dark corners
    I know
    Something is wrong.

    No fear
    No talking
    Just this long wait for pain

    Scream scream
    We re going down
    My centurion dies

    All I can do now is wait for the...

    Jailhouse fire

    Did you see that lady there
    They stripped her to her underwear
    She took it one step further and stripped to bare

    Through the rising flames
    And smoke she laughed as all the police choked
    And then she danced in the government pyre

    The jailhouse is on fire
    The jailhouse is on fire

    She grabbed a guard...

    Deep frozen

    Misted windows
    Hide your empty eyes
    Every moment, every whisper
    Separates you from me
    I’ve been screaming
    Won’t you let me in?
    Let me see a trace
    Of the places hidden
    Under your skin

    [Chorus:]
    I foster illusions
    Of which I am afraid
    unknown emotions
    Repel your embrace
    I foster illusions
    Of which I am afraid
    afraid of your embrace

    Needles sting me
    When you look away
    And your...