Текст песни Time, As a Symptom - Joanna Newsom

Time passed hard,
And the task was the hardest thing she′d ever do.
But she forgot,
The moment she saw you.
So it would seem to be true:
When cruel birth debases, we forget.
When cruel death debases,
We believe it erases all the rest
That precedes.
But stand brave, life-liver,
Bleeding out your days
In the river of time.
Stand brave:
Time moves both ways,
In the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
Joy of life;
The nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
Joy of life.
The moment of your greatest joy sustains:
Not axe nor hammer,
Tumor, tremor,
Can take it away, and it remains.
It remains.
And it pains me to say, I was wrong.
Love is not a symptom of time.
Time is just a symptom of love
(And the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
Joy of life;
The nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
Joy of life).
Hardly seen, hardly felt–
Deep down where your fight is waiting,
Down 'till the light in your eyes is fading:
Joy of life.
Where i know that you can yield, when it comes down to it;
Bow like the field when the combs through it:
Joy of life.
And every little gust that chances through
Will dance in the dust of me and you,
With joy-of-life.
And in our perfect secret-keeping:
One ear of corn,
In silent, reaping
Joy of life.
A way a lone a last a loved a long.
A cave, a grave, a day: arise, ascend.
(Areion, Rharian, go free and graze. Amen.)
A shore, a tide, unmoored–a sight, abroad:
A dawn, unmarked, undone, undarked (a god).
No time. No flock. No chime, no clock. No end.
White star, white ship–Nightjar, transmit: transcend!
White star, white ship–Nightjar, transmit: transcend!
White star, white ship–Nightjar, transmit: transcend!
White star, white ship–Nightjar, transmit: trans