La Mort D'Arthur
- Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows (2007)You are listening to the song La Mort D'Arthur by Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows, writer by Anna-Varney Cantodea in album Les Fleurs Du Mal. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
When I was a little child
We often walked the country-side
In brightest sunlight, or in rain
My mother took me by the hand
And as she had me in her tow
A frown then came upon her brow
She turned her head, looked down at me
And spoke these words of prophecy.
"Kalte Hände, Froschnatur
Von der Liebe keine Spur!
Hast kalte Hände, bist Froschnatur
Nein, von der Lieb' ist keine Spur!"
"Die Fröschelein, die fröschelein
Das ist ein lustig Chor
Sie haben ja, sie haben ja
Kein Schwanzen und kein Ohr".
"Die Froschelein, die Froschelein
Das ist ein kalter Chor
Sie haben ja, sie haben ja
Kein Schwanzchen und kein Ohr".
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