Somebody That I Used to Know [Medieval Style Cover] [Russian translation]
Somebody That I Used to Know [Medieval Style Cover] [Russian translation]
Now and then I think of when we were together;
Eros surely hit the apple of mine eye.
I believed thou wert right for me
But felt so lonely in thy company,
But that was love and ’tis an ache I still remember.
One becomes enamoured with a certain kind of sadness.
This resignation to the end, ever the end.
When we found we could not make amends,
Thou declared we would e’er be friends,
But I concede that I was fain to be parted.
Was there cause to cast me off?
Act as though it never happened and that we were nothing.
In sooth I do need thy love,
But thou makest me a stranger and that feels so rough.
Hadst thou need to stoop so low?
To send a wagon for thy minstrel and refuse my letters.
I need no longer write them, though,
Now thou art somebody whom I used to know.
I lament the many times that thou impugn’d my honour
But maintained it was ever something I had done.
No more shall I live that way,
Uncertain what thy words bewray.
Thou said that if I were to go,
I would not find thee pining for somebody whom thou used to know.
Was there cause to cast me off?
Act as if it never happened and that we were nothing.
I do not even need thy love,
But thou makest me stranger and that feels so rough.
Hadst thou need to stoop so low?
To send a wagon for thy minstrel and refuse my letters.
I need no longer write them, though,
For now thou art somebody whom I used to know.
Now thou art somebody whom I used to know.
- Artist:Hildegard von Blingin'