Willow (bardcore) Songtext
von Hildegard von Blingin’

I am like the water when thy ship roll′d in that night
Rough on the surface, but thou cut'st through like a knife
And if we were not bound by fate
Ne′er would have known from the look on thy face
Lost in thy current like a priceless wine

The more thou dost say, the less I know
Whither thou wilt stray, I follow
I beg of thee please, take my hand
Foil my plans, thou'rt my man

Life was a willow and it bent before thy wind
Head on the pillow, I could feel thee stealing in
As if thou wert a mythical thing
A chalice from the palace or a champion ring
There was one prize I would die to win


The more thou dost say, the less I know
Whither thou wilt stray, I follow
I beg of thee, please, take my hand
Foil my plans, thou'rt my man
Thou knowest my ship could bear thee home
Anywhere else is hollow
I beg of thee please, take my hand
Foil my plans, thou′rt my man

Life was a willow and it bent before thy wind
I am scorned time and time again
Life was a willow and it bent before thy wind
Yet I return like an old refrain

Wait for the signal, I shall meet thee after dark
Down by the tree where my name and mine are carv′d
Now we two are bound by fate
Belike I might have known from the look on thy face
Every facade was a work of art

The more thou dost say, the less I know
Whither thou wilt stray, I follow
I beg of thee, please, take my hand
Foil my plans, thou'rt my man
Thou knowest my ship could bear thee home
Anywhere else is hollow
I beg of thee, please, take my hand
Foil my plans, thou′rt my man


The more thou dost say, the less I know
Whither thou wilt stray, I follow
I beg of thee, please, take my hand
Foil my plans, thou'rt my man
I know that my ship could bear thee home
Anywhere else is hollow
I beg of thee, please, take my hand
Foil my plans, thou′rt my man