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Durnovaria歌词完整版
The mist has passed,
and bared the riven palisades:
the sentries of a vacant stockade.
The light is cast
on columns clad in check and plaid,
now shuffling into the shade.
They have risen, at last,
to set in Durnovaria,
and yield their iron crown to Jupiter.
Now, the Maiden's brow is furrowed with rage,
and her hair is blanched with sorrow,
as they hew the oak and sow the bay
to make a crown of laurels.
She unpins her brooch and tears her train,
and wends away through the wind and the rain.
The Eagle vaunts, across the sea,
who made the Palatine his eyrie;
and stole his wife and sister
away to Pandateria.
The Western Wind played her false, and surged,
and traded his lyric ode
for a dirge on the tibia.
He stripped her body bare
and ravelled out the ringlets of her hair,
till nothing remained of good or gain,
nothing great nor fair.
