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• Artiste: Insomnium
• Titre: Mute Is My Sorrow
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How could there be laughter left in these songs How could there be mirth and joy in this world For what am I now anymore But a wretched old bard Weary and torn For all of those dreams have withered and died For all of those hopes have vanished into night No grace in this voice anymore But a wretched old bard Forlorn and torn But there was ever only one The one that I would hold The one that I still long Mute is the sorrow of mine Voiceless the yearning inside Dark is the path in the end Sore are the wounds I hide Once there was a time when they all praised my name Once there was a time when hearts turned to me For even the birds hearkened to my song That quivered in the wind Echoed through the night But where is the glory, the gold and fame now But where is the crown that once blazed on my brow Not one by my side anymore This wretched old bard Unsung and torn And after all the years that go by I remember the one The one that I still look for Only for her I would play my tunes Only for her I would write these words Only to her I would sing But she never hearkened to me