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You and I Video (MV)




Performed By: Witheren
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Voltairine de Cleyre
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Witheren - You and I Lyrics




You and I, in the sere, brown weather
When clouds hang thick in the frowning sky
When rain-tears drip on the bloomless heather
Unheeding the storm-blasts will walk together
And look to each other-You and I

You and I, when the clouds are shriven
To show the cliff-broods of lightnings high
When over the ramparts, swift, thunder-driven
Rush the bolts of Hate from a Hell-lit Heaven
Will smile at each other-You and I

You and I, when the bolts are falling
The hot air torn with the earth's wild cries
Will lean through the darkness where Death is calling
Will search through the shadows where Night is palling
And find the light in each other's eyes

You and I, when black sheets of water
Drench and tear us and drown our breath
Below this laughter of Hell's own daughter
Above the smoke of the storm-girt slaughter
Will hear each other and gleam at Death

You and I, in the gray night dying
When over the east-land the dawn-beams fly
Down in the groans, in the low, faint crying
Down where the thick blood is blackly lying
Will reach out our weak arms, You and I

You and I, in the cold, white weather
When over our corpses the pale lights lie
Will rest at last from the dread endeavor
Pressed to each other, for parting-never
Our dead lips together, You and I

You and I, when the years in flowing
Have left us behind with all things that die
With the rot of our bones shall give soil for growing
The loves of the Future, made sweet for blowing
By the dew of the kiss of a last good-bye
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English

You and I, in the sere, brown weather
When clouds hang thick in the frowning sky
When rain-tears drip on the bloomless heather
Unheeding the storm-blasts will walk together
And look to each other-You and I

You and I, when the clouds are shriven
To show the cliff-broods of lightnings high
When over the ramparts, swift, thunder-driven
Rush the bolts of Hate from a Hell-lit Heaven
Will smile at each other-You and I

You and I, when the bolts are falling
The hot air torn with the earth's wild cries
Will lean through the darkness where Death is calling
Will search through the shadows where Night is palling
And find the light in each other's eyes

You and I, when black sheets of water
Drench and tear us and drown our breath
Below this laughter of Hell's own daughter
Above the smoke of the storm-girt slaughter
Will hear each other and gleam at Death

You and I, in the gray night dying
When over the east-land the dawn-beams fly
Down in the groans, in the low, faint crying
Down where the thick blood is blackly lying
Will reach out our weak arms, You and I

You and I, in the cold, white weather
When over our corpses the pale lights lie
Will rest at last from the dread endeavor
Pressed to each other, for parting-never
Our dead lips together, You and I

You and I, when the years in flowing
Have left us behind with all things that die
With the rot of our bones shall give soil for growing
The loves of the Future, made sweet for blowing
By the dew of the kiss of a last good-bye
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Writer: Voltairine de Cleyre
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