Текст песни I'll Call Thee Hamlet - Woods of Birnam

Angels and Ministers of grace defend us!
Be thou a spirit of health or gabling damn'd,
Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,
Be thy intents wicked or charitable.
Thou com'st in such a questionable shape
That I will spek to thee - speak to thee - speakt to thee
Speakt to thee - speak to thee

I'll call thee Hamlet / I'll call thee Hamlet, o answer me.

It will not speakt then I will follow it,
Follow it
I do not set my life at a pin's fee,
And for my soul, what can it do to that
And for my soul what can it do to that,
Being a thing immoral as itself;
It waves me forth againg - forth again - forth again,
I'll follow it - follow it - (I'll) follow it.

I'll call thee Hamlet / I'll call thee Hamlet,
King, father, royal Dane/King, father, royal Dane.
O answer me

What may this mean, that thou.
Dead corse, again in complete steel,
Revisits thus the glimpses of the moon.
Making night hideous, and we fools of nature
So horridly to shake our disposition - our disposition/
With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Say why is this? wherefore?
Say why is this? wherefore?

I'll call thee Hamlet/I'll call thee Hamlet.
King, father, royal Dane/king, father, royal Dane.