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Text skladby The Bells


z alba No Army Saves You Now

Autor hudby: CALIDAD
Autor textu: E.A.Poe

Hear the sledges with the bells -
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody foretells!

Hear the mellow wedding-bells –
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!

How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle

With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,

Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten-golden notes,
And all in tune,

How it swells!
How it dwells

To the ringing of the bells!

They are neither man nor woman
The human heart a stone
They are neither brute nor human

In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,
In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire
Leaping higher, higher, higher
With a desperate desire

In the startled ear of night
How they scream out their affright!
Too much horrified to speak,
They can only shriek, shriek,
Out of tune,

In the silence of the night,
How we shiver with affright
For every sound that floats
From the rust within their throats

Is a groan.
All alone

In the clangour of the bells!

They are neither man nor woman
The human heart a stone
They are neither brute nor human

Hear the loud alarum bells —
Brazen bells!
What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!

Hear the tolling of the bells —
Iron bells!
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels!

Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme