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Hallo,
möchte gern mal einen neuen Entwurf von mir vorstellen, mit der Bitte um Meinungen, Kommentare, Verbesserungsvorschläge.
Wie ist die Verständlichkeit? Der Refrain scheint mir noch zu schwach. Vielleicht hat jemand noch eine Anregung?
Danke, falcone
möchte gern mal einen neuen Entwurf von mir vorstellen, mit der Bitte um Meinungen, Kommentare, Verbesserungsvorschläge.
Wie ist die Verständlichkeit? Der Refrain scheint mir noch zu schwach. Vielleicht hat jemand noch eine Anregung?
Danke, falcone
My name is Thalia, I'm nineteen.
I'm called an hermit
and I used to be unseen.
For some fair reasons I'm not supposed to be alive.
For unknown good reasons I have to hide.
I've seen the sun last time in may.
Eleven years ago
when they drag me down the lair.
The day in spring when squashes all the hope of mine.
In the year sixteen and nine.
Refr:
But she is barely here.
Oscillates inside her box
and still waiting year by year.
Until - she dies away.
My whole world is well walled in.
ten by nine feets
with a spiracle within.
Started with one stroke as the capstone reaches its seed.
Got no numbers left to count the days on my tally sheet.
My birth was a secret before I ever came.
Nameless womens child and daughter of important man.
Their impulse to conceive me was a temporary worth.
So I got guilty by birth.
Refr:
But she is barely here.
Oscillates inside her box
and still waiting year by year.
Until - she dies away.
Outro:
Thalia the secret, that's what am I.
Used to be whispered is my name,
if ears closed by.
I'm called an hermit
and I used to be unseen.
For some fair reasons I'm not supposed to be alive.
For unknown good reasons I have to hide.
I've seen the sun last time in may.
Eleven years ago
when they drag me down the lair.
The day in spring when squashes all the hope of mine.
In the year sixteen and nine.
Refr:
But she is barely here.
Oscillates inside her box
and still waiting year by year.
Until - she dies away.
My whole world is well walled in.
ten by nine feets
with a spiracle within.
Started with one stroke as the capstone reaches its seed.
Got no numbers left to count the days on my tally sheet.
My birth was a secret before I ever came.
Nameless womens child and daughter of important man.
Their impulse to conceive me was a temporary worth.
So I got guilty by birth.
Refr:
But she is barely here.
Oscillates inside her box
and still waiting year by year.
Until - she dies away.
Outro:
Thalia the secret, that's what am I.
Used to be whispered is my name,
if ears closed by.
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