There Was a Country by the Sea
作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea
作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea
here was a country by the sea
but I cannot say for certain
whether it was part of a lonely isle
or merely some coastal region.
A landing-stage of rotten blanks stretched carefully into the waves
and for one moment I did wonder
what frightening purpose it might serve.
Oh，heavy, roaring
endless seas
what secrets does this rage entomb?
Have ancient memories or hungry ghosts
gathered all their strength
to call for this storm?
Deep-seated gardens
almost a labyrinth
walled in by ruins and rocks ivy-clad
perhaps this strange place had once been a palace
where now viole(n)t bushes bear dark thorns instead.
A young boy was taking me by the hand
and unerringly he was leading me down below the gardens
which I hardly remembered
the moment I took the first step underground.
We came to a room with only small windows
and to my suprise I could somehow still hear
though reduced to a murmur
now chant-like and humming
to once savage voice of the roaring sea.
The boy has built a catacomb
he is living in a tomb
below the ground
where there's no sound
he is hiding from the world.
Something resembling an altar was built there
a secret overshadowed structure and use
underneath
in inanimate self-contemplation
lay a jet-black mass of coal-like granules.
Yet, this dark material had an unearthly lightness
and when I touched it, to feel what it was
it did seem to totally ignore my presence…
without leaving a trace
it came trickling off.
Then out of a sudden from under the barrow something appeared
unexpectedly:
it was the bones of the little boy's mother
which he had placed with greatest care underneath
The boy has built a catacomb
he is living in a tomb
below the ground
where there's no sound
he is hiding from the world
There must have been something in my look(s)
'cause the little boy started to speak
and to my unvoiced Question of why he had done this
he answered these words to me:
"This is the only way I can be save from her
only this can guarantee
that she will not rise again
because when she does
she is always following me.
There's just no alternative
I cannot escape from her
because as soon as I try
she will get up again
merely to haunt me…
oh, believe me
I have tried numerous times!
But here in these vaults I have finally found something that works like a seal
these jet-black granules do keep me from harm
and her bones can no longer hurt me.
Piled up in a certain
specific form
all the remains must be covered with it
then everything keeps still and for a brief moment I can pretend
that she does not exist.
Yet, all the time I must be on my guards
because now and then it can happen indeed
that frequently the earth does tremble and shaken
and some of the stones are Starting to slip.
So, constantly I have to control the barrow
the jet-black darkness of the coal-like mass
in order to be there
to repair the damage
to pile all back safely and to replace..."
The boy has built a catacomb
he is living in a tomb
below the ground
where there's no sound
he is hiding from the terrible world
It took me a while to realize that we all have secrets and fears…
- is it then a surprise that we close our minds
from the pain that is causing these tears ?
he boy has built a catacomb
he is living in a tomb
far below the ground
where there's no sound
he is hiding from the
terrible world…
There Was a Country by the SeaLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea
[00:51.98]here was a country by the sea
[00:56.76]but I cannot say for certain
[01:01.59]whether it was part of a lonely isle
[01:05.77]or merely some coastal region.
[01:10.40]A landing-stage of rotten blanks stretched carefully into the waves
[01:19.15]and for one moment I did wonder
[01:23.53]what frightening purpose it might serve.
[01:28.11]Oh，heavy, roaring
[01:30.86]endless seas
[01:32.64]what secrets does this rage entomb?
[01:37.02]Have ancient memories or hungry ghosts
[01:41.86]gathered all their strength
[01:43.69]to call for this storm?
[01:49.14]Deep-seated gardens
[01:51.38]almost a labyrinth
[01:53.56]walled in by ruins and rocks ivy-clad
[01:58.04]perhaps this strange place had once been a palace
[02:01.86]where now viole(n)t bushes bear dark thorns instead.
[02:07.35]A young boy was taking me by the hand
[02:10.67]and unerringly he was leading me down below the gardens
[02:18.04]which I hardly remembered
[02:20.43]the moment I took the first step underground.
[02:24.20]We came to a room with only small windows
[02:28.88]and to my suprise I could somehow still hear
[02:33.06]though reduced to a murmur
[02:35.19]now chant-like and humming
[02:37.59]to once savage voice of the roaring sea.
[03:10.01]The boy has built a catacomb
[03:16.07]he is living in a tomb
[03:22.63]below the ground
[03:25.22]where there's no sound
[03:28.65]he is hiding from the world.
[04:28.34]Something resembling an altar was built there
[04:32.87]a secret overshadowed structure and use
[04:37.08]underneath
[04:38.30]in inanimate self-contemplation
[04:41.66]lay a jet-black mass of coal-like granules.
[04:46.06]Yet, this dark material had an unearthly lightness
[04:50.85]and when I touched it, to feel what it was
[04:55.08]it did seem to totally ignore my presence…
[04:59.75]without leaving a trace
[05:01.49]it came trickling off.
[05:03.93]Then out of a sudden from under the barrow something appeared
[05:10.71]unexpectedly:
[05:13.62]it was the bones of the little boy's mother
[05:17.63]which he had placed with greatest care underneath
[05:47.99]The boy has built a catacomb
[05:53.89]he is living in a tomb
[05:59.90]below the ground
[06:02.59]where there's no sound
[06:05.85]he is hiding from the world
[07:02.18]There must have been something in my look(s)
[07:06.51]'cause the little boy started to speak
[07:11.14]and to my unvoiced Question of why he had done this
[07:15.52]he answered these words to me:
[07:20.31]"This is the only way I can be save from her
[07:25.36]only this can guarantee
[07:28.97]that she will not rise again
[07:32.50]because when she does
[07:34.54]she is always following me.
[07:38.71]There's just no alternative
[07:41.57]I cannot escape from her
[07:43.96]because as soon as I try
[07:47.62]she will get up again
[07:50.21]merely to haunt me…
[07:51.89]oh, believe me
[07:53.32]I have tried numerous times!
[07:56.79]But here in these vaults I have finally found something that works like a seal
[08:05.39]these jet-black granules do keep me from harm
[08:09.66]and her bones can no longer hurt me.
[08:14.40]Piled up in a certain
[08:16.58]specific form
[08:18.78]all the remains must be covered with it
[08:22.95]then everything keeps still and for a brief moment I can pretend
[08:29.72]that she does not exist.
[08:32.11]Yet, all the time I must be on my guards
[08:36.49]because now and then it can happen indeed
[08:40.97]that frequently the earth does tremble and shaken
[08:45.80]and some of the stones are Starting to slip.
[08:52.36]So, constantly I have to control the barrow
[08:57.33]the jet-black darkness of the coal-like mass
[09:01.78]in order to be there
[09:04.22]to repair the damage
[09:06.36]to pile all back safely and to replace..."
[09:57.02]The boy has built a catacomb
[10:02.87]he is living in a tomb
[10:08.82]below the ground
[10:11.78]where there's no sound
[10:14.88]he is hiding from the terrible world
[10:21.94]It took me a while to realize that we all have secrets and fears…
[10:33.74]- is it then a surprise that we close our minds
[10:39.57]from the pain that is causing these tears ?
[10:46.23]he boy has built a catacomb
[10:52.18]he is living in a tomb
[10:57.48]far below the ground
[11:00.92]where there's no sound
[11:04.08]he is hiding from the
[11:06.29]terrible world…
