Аквариум - The Death of King Arthur | Текст песни

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(Poem by Thomas Malory)

Of Lancelot du Lake
tell i no more
But this by leave
these ermytes seven.
But still Kynge Arthur

lieth there, and Quene Guenever,
As I you newyn.

And Monkes
That are right of lore
Who synge with moulded stewyn
Ihesu, who hath woundes sore,
Grant us the blyss of Heaven.

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