paroles de chanson In Der Palästra (Instrumental Version) - Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows

As through the pipes the waters fell
Down to the bottom of the well
In listless apathy I gazed
At the cold waters as he bathed
I half beheld that scenery
And it's most sensual masculinity
Yet, disappointment, oh, can't you see?
Is still the cause and the cardinal
Symptom of my sick, sad reality
Silver equals chill
But that suits me just fine
I'm shyly sipping water
While he drinks whole jugs of wine
He likes all kind of women
And I, I only hate men
He marvels at all things new to him
And I only wait for all things
In this sick world to end
The water pouring down his spine
Caressed his strong physique, oh, so
Well-defined
Calm like a rock he stands, oh, behold
His beautiful body and soul
A friendly God must have built this man
To an all well-balanced whole
What sad bewilderment this brought
Physical clearness, alas, still so much
An ancient ghost awoke and fiercely
Arose in me:
It was that old, savage, yet half-
Forgotten ideal of perfect neutrality
Silver equals chill
But that suits me just fine
I'm shyly sipping water
While he drinks whole jugs of wine
He likes all kind of women
And I, I only hate men
He marvels at all things new to him
And I only wait for all things
In this sick world to end
I somewhat envy this naturally beautiful
Man
He never knew or encountered the
Hatred and shame that I bare
The doubt, the cloak of disgust and the
All-devouring dread
And if I told him about it, he might only
Shake his head
With kindly amused, melodious
Laughter, je then would perhaps merely
Smile
At my oh, so stupid silliness and the
Beast that is raging inside