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Song of Psyche

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  • 作词 : Hanson, Zeitlyn
    作曲 : Lori Goldston/Jane Hall/Mirah Yom Tov Zeitlyn/Kyle Hanson
    Shall I tell a tale of love and of jealousy
    And of how a mortal found her own destiny
    Born a maiden of luminous beauty
    And revealed she was a flower so heavenly
    But by this admiration I'm doomed you see
    The smite of a goddess upon me
    Now I'm sent to wed one of dragon-breed
    Oh dear Venus I meant no impiety
    And so the girl was left alone on a mountaintop
    Until with gentle breath Zephyr she to a palace brought
    For the fates have dained not Venus's wishes wrought
    But instead that those famed arrows would share her heart
    We had happiness there but in secrecy
    In darkness we loved without need to see
    But convinced to unveil his identity
    Great winds, betrayed, flew fast away from me
    And so she wondered on the land searching far and wide
    While he lay sequestered by his indignant mother's side
    She prepared to face the implications of her desire
    Approached the gates where Habit seized her and made her cry
    Oh trouble and sorrow please leave me be
    Has your mistress no heart to bid me clemency
    I love her most sweetly and fervently
    'Tis only of this I am guilty
    Then the goddess drug her to a disordered heap of seeds
    Commanding before night the sorting task must be complete
    The mess of lentils, corn and barley and poppy seeds
    Did loom impossible to weary and worn Psyche
    I stand overwhelmed with humility
    But hark underfoot, earthborn you pity me
    Oh nimble nurselings rush to my need
    Dear brothers and sisters of humanity
    Took each grain by grain
    Made piles of the same
    The light of nature came to me
    Oh Myrmidons oh gentle beasts
    I asked you not, still you saved me
    Such diligence grant me this lesson teach
    Now consciousness have I to keep
    But not enough this single victory
    Bid she was impossibilities
    To collect the golden fleece
    The waters from the cruellest peak
    And the beauty of Persephone
    These three more tasks completed she
    Afraid she was but never weak
    Then when cast in Stygian sleep
    Love flew and roused her from the deep
    Oh counsel above, oh Jupiter
    You welcome me into your theatre
    With this golden goblet of ambrosia
    I'll cherish the lessons I've learned from the
    Tower and greenery
    And the royal bird's great beak
    The ants who rescued me
    Yes it takes strength to receive
  • 作词 : Hanson, Zeitlyn
    作曲 : Lori Goldston/Jane Hall/Mirah Yom Tov Zeitlyn/Kyle Hanson
    Shall I tell a tale of love and of jealousy
    And of how a mortal found her own destiny
    Born a maiden of luminous beauty
    And revealed she was a flower so heavenly
    But by this admiration I'm doomed you see
    The smite of a goddess upon me
    Now I'm sent to wed one of dragon-breed
    Oh dear Venus I meant no impiety
    And so the girl was left alone on a mountaintop
    Until with gentle breath Zephyr she to a palace brought
    For the fates have dained not Venus's wishes wrought
    But instead that those famed arrows would share her heart
    We had happiness there but in secrecy
    In darkness we loved without need to see
    But convinced to unveil his identity
    Great winds, betrayed, flew fast away from me
    And so she wondered on the land searching far and wide
    While he lay sequestered by his indignant mother's side
    She prepared to face the implications of her desire
    Approached the gates where Habit seized her and made her cry
    Oh trouble and sorrow please leave me be
    Has your mistress no heart to bid me clemency
    I love her most sweetly and fervently
    'Tis only of this I am guilty
    Then the goddess drug her to a disordered heap of seeds
    Commanding before night the sorting task must be complete
    The mess of lentils, corn and barley and poppy seeds
    Did loom impossible to weary and worn Psyche
    I stand overwhelmed with humility
    But hark underfoot, earthborn you pity me
    Oh nimble nurselings rush to my need
    Dear brothers and sisters of humanity
    Took each grain by grain
    Made piles of the same
    The light of nature came to me
    Oh Myrmidons oh gentle beasts
    I asked you not, still you saved me
    Such diligence grant me this lesson teach
    Now consciousness have I to keep
    But not enough this single victory
    Bid she was impossibilities
    To collect the golden fleece
    The waters from the cruellest peak
    And the beauty of Persephone
    These three more tasks completed she
    Afraid she was but never weak
    Then when cast in Stygian sleep
    Love flew and roused her from the deep
    Oh counsel above, oh Jupiter
    You welcome me into your theatre
    With this golden goblet of ambrosia
    I'll cherish the lessons I've learned from the
    Tower and greenery
    And the royal bird's great beak
    The ants who rescued me
    Yes it takes strength to receive