The Mad Fiddler-Ttes Raides

[ti:The Mad Fiddler] [ar:Têtes Raides] [al:Fleur De Yeux] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Mad Fiddler - Ttes Raides [00:02.89]Written by：Fernando Pessoa [00:05.79]Not from the northern road [00:07.36] [00:08.34]Not from the southern way [00:10.73] [00:11.25]First his wild music flowed [00:13.77]Into the village that day [00:15.65] [00:16.92]He suddenly was in the lane [00:18.52] [00:19.51]The people came out to hear [00:21.13] [00:22.30]He suddenly went and in vain [00:24.44] [00:24.99]Their hopes wished him to appear [00:26.71] [00:27.92]His music strange did fret [00:29.31] [00:30.49]Each heart to wish 't was free [00:32.38] [00:33.41]It was not a melody yet [00:35.99]It was not no melody [00:38.40] [00:38.93]Somewhere far away [00:40.48]Somewhere far outside [00:41.70]Being forced to live they [00:44.55]Felt this tune replied [00:47.31]Replied to that longing [00:48.57]All have in their breasts [00:49.61]The lost sense belonging [00:50.58]To forgotten quests [00:51.76]The happy wife now knew [00:53.87] [00:54.79]That she had married ill [00:56.82] [00:57.52]The glad fond lover grew [01:00.08]Weary of loving still [01:01.85] [01:03.08]The maid and boy felt glad [01:04.52] [01:05.52]That they had dreaming only [01:07.33] [01:08.38]The lone hearts that were sad [01:11.08]Felt somewhere less lonely [01:12.69] [01:14.04]In each soul woke the flower [01:15.45] [01:16.63]Whose touch leaves earthless dust [01:18.10] [01:19.34]The soul's husband's first hour [01:21.08] [01:22.00]The thing completing us [01:23.80] [01:24.70]The shadow that comes to bless [01:26.10]From kissed depths unexpressed [01:27.31]The luminous restlessness [01:28.45]That is better than rest [01:29.64] [01:54.90]As he came he went [01:56.11]They felt him but half be [01:57.48]Then he was quietly blent [01:59.07] [02:00.10]With silence and memory [02:01.55] [02:03.03]Sleep left again their laughter [02:04.90] [02:05.60]They tranced hope ceased to last [02:07.39] [02:08.48]And but a small time after [02:09.91] [02:10.94]They knew not he had passed [02:12.51] [02:13.90]Yet when the sorrow of living [02:15.60] [02:16.33]Because life is not willed [02:18.20] [02:19.40]Comes back in dreams' hours giving [02:20.91] [02:21.82]A sense of life being chilled [02:23.51] [02:24.65]Suddenly each remembers [02:26.06] [02:27.23]It glows life a coming moon [02:28.73] [02:29.78]On where their dream life embers [02:32.43]The mad fiddler's tune