idk yaelokre songs in the order i want

Lyrics (i may be wrong) :

The Tempest has arrived To rid the of their despair

𓆱⸙ ♬♪ ⸙𓆱

It made a call, it hummed to me The young one, the sun they were not ready
Oh sanctuary, Oh sanctuary they cried They ran far and fast as the Tempest arrived
Left under a gaze of your familiar A confidence fight of a war against a storm
Back, back they raced as the light shies away So he gave him ??? And the title of Yore

𓆱⸙ ♬♪ ⸙𓆱

Reaver take me to another tomorrow Do not leave me to listen to this rain of sorrows
Take me as you took those who Left and don't leave me behind
Spare me as you did those who Who feared you and keep me, Keep me alive

𓆱⸙ ♬♪ ⸙𓆱

He took my hand, and thus my name And whispered ??? Who are we?
Maybe when it's over But when you've promised to begin
Turn out those who stare Do not bother them your tear
And I ??? Through the ???? Of your voice
It Begins,
It Begins,
It Begins

𓆱⸙ ♬♪ ⸙𓆱

Reaver take me, Reaver take me,
Reave us of our, Reave us of our,
Reaver take me to another tomorrow Do not leave me to listen to this rain of sorrows
Take me as you took those who Left and don't leave me behind
Spare me as you did those who Who feared you and keep me, Keep me, Keep me alive

Reaver - Yaelokre live

Finndu mig í framtíðinni (yaelokre)

Reaver-Yaelokre

this is a story, about two children! one hid to be heard! another one who ran to be remembered. i present to you kid and leveret!

kid & leveret swapped version

Kamahalan🍁🌿

🍁🫎to douse a scalded tongue🫎🍁 (live ver)

💫🌙hearken🌙💫

Songs of Origin, Peregrine August

Yaelokres opening for AURORA

To Douse a Scalded Tongue - Keath Ósk

Hearken (live)

🌾🪕Harpy hare🐇🦅 (Live redo)

My farewells to the fields + Birdcage blue and yellow - Yaelokre (opening for AURORA)

KAMAHALAN - Yaelokre/Keath Ósk live performance

143 (Will You Memorize)- Yaelokre/Keath Ósk

Bird cage blue and yellow
Candles warm and windows bare
Tracing upturned smiles of portraits
Drawn to disappear

Flowers never talk, they never want
They never need
In a cradle gilded, they are left
To rot yet never bleed

Eyes of silver, mirror, mirror
Thread on wood and steel
Keep what can be kept
And heave to see which one will kneel
I've been told to wait
But why should there be silence
Dawning pretty laces
Weaving capes of gold
And framing muffled faces

I can be different
I can't be puppetted

Garden evergreen
Was what I thought that I would see
Branches meet my steps
Their kisses open up ravines
Fences frozen in a dance
They've yet to perform

I leave the house and the Baroness
Buried in before
Finndu mig í framtíðinni

(Malayang maya, malayo-layo
Malayang maya, malayo-layo
Malayang maya, malayo-layo
Malayang maya, malayo-layo)

Rödd eins og bjalla
heldur okkur öruggum
frá framtíðinni

Bird cage blue and yellow (Yaelokre opening for AURORA in Manila 1.31.25)

Seldom if at all 
do the Harkers themselves cross paths.
The four cradles have purposesly kept them apart 
as a means of traversing greater land, 
called for in accordance to when and where they are most needed.
They have never been seen, nor heard, 
or have performed in the same place at the same time.

Except for when they had to convince a majesty foolish enough not to listen.
Don't be like him. 

The Storyteller arrived with a word of history, 
he did not heed. 
The Bell-ringer [appeared] hoping to persuade his tomorrow, 
he refused to follow.
The Enkindled invited him to a dance.
The intention of his doubt winning against him,
And so came the Croon. 

Scorned by his apathy, an indifference could affect the lives of many.
Alas, and as you'd expect, he covered his ears 
as his reason was too much of a burden as the consequence.
He failed to listen to the Harkers,
thus resulting in having to face their mothers. 
The humming ceased as the grove bellowed over his kingdom,
over his people, over his sheep!

There was not much else the audience knew about the truth of each witness. 
Even the Storyteller, who was born incapable of telling a lie, 
have its words mishapen. 
As years have gone, so has the gospel.

What we know now as "The Harpy, the Hare, and the Hound,"
is a variant of that narrative. 
Reduced to a tale told to children, 
a story to warn them of the dangers so that they won't disobey,
but mostly a rhyme chanted in the form of a clapping game.

The Harpy, The Hare, and The Hound  (Yaelokre opening for AURORA in Manila 1.31.25)

It made a call, it hummed to me 
The young one, the sun they were not ready
Oh sanctuary, Oh sanctuary they cried 
They ran far and fast as the Tempest arrived

Left under a gaze of your familiar 
A confidence spite of a war against a storm

Back, back they raced as the light shys away 
So he gave him ??? And the title of Yore

Reaver take me to another tomorrow 
Do not leave me to listen to this rain of sorrows
Take me as you took those who left 
and don't leave me behind
Spare me as you did those who
feared you and keep me, 
Keep me alive

It/he? took my hand, and thus my name 
And whispered ??? Who are we?

Maybe when it's over 
But when you've promised to begin
Turn out those who stare 
Do not bother them your tear

And I borrow? through the echoing of your voice

It Begins,

It Begins,

It Begins

Reaver take me, Reaver take me,
Reave us of our, Reave us of our,

Reaver take me to another tomorrow 
Do not leave me to listen to this rain of sorrows

Take me as you took those who left 
and don't leave me behind

Spare me as you did those
Who feared you and keep me, Keep me, 
Keep me alive

Hearken (live)

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