Emilie Autumn - Alas (The Knight) - Текст песни

Alas
My love
If I could make you live 
And from the page 
Step forth and sit beside me 
Or better still
Bestride the steed I gave you 
Wrapped close within the cloak 
I lent to hide thee 
Perhaps I'd venture forth to ask thy name 
Since while thou liest underneath my pen 
That honour given 
Which the poorest claim 
Unjustly was withheld 
But if again 
I held thee captive 
As I did ere now 
Stalling to pass my fingers through the last 
Of midnight tendrils
Or peruse thy brow 
In fear of sending off what heaven cast 
Too early 
For my insufficient mind 
To grasp the fullest detail 
And retain 
The presence 
That your image left behind 
That thou in all thy glory should remain 
I fear my oversight 
I would not mend 
For now upon reflection 
I confess 
That secretly 
I never did intend 
With title long 
Or surname rich 
To bless 
But rather 
Let in my imagination 
Run wild the thoughts of 
Who perhaps you were 
Before your soul 
Demanded your creation 
And deigned my mind 
And willing heart to stir
For such a noble 
And impassioned face 
Could well be but 
Newborn unto this sphere 
But sure among a distant 
Beauteous race 
Thou hast known more than all who dwelleth here 
And could tell much of places thou hast seen 
And battles fought 
For honours won and lost 
And how each service 
Done a faerie Queen 
Becomes 
A brighter jewel than it cost 
The ladies of your world
You may impart 
Desire to be neither 
Over-graced 
Nor underrepresented in the art 
Of living
Where their lips were meant to taste 
A sort of feline stealth 
They wear about them 
And while a flame of innocence they hold 
In forests dark 
You fear to be without them 
For knights of maler kinds are ne'er so bold 
Yes, in thy orb a maid may be a knight 
(Thou knew'st a friend would make upon this news) 
Without a whisper loud 
Or censure slight 
For lords are not afeared 
Their stock to lose 
Where no stock may be taken 
Or be kept 
No property be granted
Nor no bride 
No maiden 
May be stolen while she slept 
Nor robbed of her freedom 
To decide
What suits her best
No county's law is needed 
To cut the weed of violence from the stem 
No danger for the law to go unheeded 
For acts as these 
Do not occur to them 
The gentlemen you raise 
Are rarer still 
For in their eyes, as in the depths of thine 
Such soft 
And thrilling mysteries fulfill 
The darkest corners of their heart's design 
Their arrows
Much like those I gave to thee 
Could not but graze the flank of yonder cow 
Without making him laugh 
'Tis much to see 
Them tickling their prey
I know not 
How 
They ever do 
Encapture what they eat 
Save that perhaps 
Their bright unfettered brains 
Have learned that 
What grows underneath their feet 
And in the trees above 
Better sustains 
A life 
Intent on living well tomorrow 

But how
I ask thee
Most endearing fiend 
Do lords and ladies love 
Where is no 
Sorrow 
No strife to overcome
No soul uncleaned 
Of crushing ardor 
Long worn out its stay
Betrothal to a mortal less divine 
Than that who stole thy blushing breath away 
No hot
Forbidden kisses for to pine
No heart affixed to age 
Where heart is young
No ill intentioned suitors to evade? 

"Still madam! 
Would'st thou kindly hold thy tongue" 

Thou sayest 

"Your mistake has rash been made 
In living long 
In combat with your kind 
Thou see'st no other obstacle but these 
Thy hands are careworn
Yet to find 
The hands that first should hold them
Yet to please the hierarchy 
Which you serve unwitting 
Thou dost believe that love in fighting grows 
That happiness 
In love 
Is not befitting 
But in thy sadness 
Thou mak'st light of woes 
For even were there ne'er a cloudy day 
No tempest 
To divide what love had bound 
The galley 
Which the moon holds in her sway 
Could not but stir 
The peace it finally found 
The wound is deeper than the sea about thee 
The stars upon my doublet 
You have drawn 
May light my homeward path
But how
Without me 
Wilt thou escape the fate 
Thou tremblest on?" 

And in this way 
And more my paper spoke 
O, fierce, savage
Gentle beauty bright 
Thou who I've given breath 
My soul has broke 
You had authority 
But not the right
Could I but see the lips 
That dare not breathe 
They are so beautiful 
And pressing sweet 
Could I but touch the wings that underneath 
Are made so soft 
Thy heart forgets to beat 
Perhaps I should have more 
For which to strive 
You came to my domain 
And brought despair 
For though I be the chastest heart alive 
The realm you speak of 
Will not take me there 
Have you no pity? 
Can'st thou not perceive 
That I, a blinded beast 
Had but the eyes 
To see where I would love? 
Dost thou believe 
That ere you came 
I was but vain disguise? 
I know the murmur of music reveals 
The things no human heart could comprehend 
I render'st thou for all that torment feels 
And longed to be thy lordship's 
Faithful friend 
Yea, quiet as a mushroom 
Did I wait 
I willed to thee my form 
To overtake 
I shivered at each passing horse's gait 
And so I slept 
To suddenly awake 
Alas
My love
Wilt thou kiss me goodbye 
The lingering night 
Will aid thee on thy travels 
I'll craft but one thing more
A crow to fly 
Before t
T tell me how thy tale unravels

I say, thou art complete and free to go 
What holds thee here save one who lives no longer 
For I have given thee the life you know 
The weaker I become 
Thou art the stronger 
And in your antique words your clear intent 
Was that once thou art gone 
I should dismay 
Quothe thee

"Your thought mistook me 
For I meant 
To leave thee not 
But offerest to stay 
For true 
I never did in my own realm 
Partake of that pure love of which I told thee 
But be my guide 
And with me at the helm 
And I shall in the cloak you wrought 
Enfold thee 
And journey to the ends 
Of all the earth 
For thou hast proved more generous and wise 
Than all we faeries 
Moons and stars are worth 
For live we not 
But living in your eyes" 

Dear nameless knight
If thou would'st be mine own 
And leave thy dragons for a while 
Thou may'st 
Find in these arms within which 
Thou hast grown 
A better reason than that which thou say'st 
But with your hand you pointeth
Swear I so 
And 'tis not plain to me
Though I did draw it 
Which way thou dost intend for us to go 
Sure in the mind it is 
Of she who saw it
Yet still perhaps 
I made thee to discover 
What one would do 
If one were asked to choose 
'Tween back and forwards
Be thee friend 
Or lover 
Perhaps 
You were to be 
My favorite muse 
Thou feel'st thy armor
Fight 
But when you must 
Thou see'st the blade of truth 
Below thy knee 
Use arrows against all 
Whom you mistrust 
But when thou ride'st my way 
Aim one at me 
Your world is yours 
As ere it was before 
Your time beneath my busy hand 
Well spent 
I've made a thing I love
I ask 
No more 
And never shall redeem the heart I lent 
Me in my world 
And thyself in thine 
Two petals 
On the same and silent flower 
And evermore 
I'll welcome thee in mine 
Your dear creation 
Was my finest hour