The Orchards
Rome Lyrics


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Rome

the orchards

in the blue dawns of summer
we revoked silence and its claws
on the day they swore not to betray their men
in the blue dawns of summer
black writing on wet walls
lets us float in a stupor of blood

bewegung entsteht durch haltung

so we are left to wander
through hollow ropes of sand
we who came here for gold
we who brought the sword

wine milk and secret wars
into the orchards we slide
a call to worship a blind king reborn
we brought the sword – nothing more

bewegung entsteht durch haltung
es war und es ist

through streets and fields
crowded with lovers
again




in tombs, in forrests
again

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rome's song The Orchards are cryptic and evocative, incorporating imagery of summer mornings, wet walls, and secret wars to create a sense of tension and unease. The first verse presents an image of breaking free from the constraints of silence, suggesting a rebellion or a betrayal. The phrase "bewegung entsteht durch haltung" appears twice in the song, which is a German proverb that roughly translates to "movement arises from discipline" or "movement arises from posture." This phrase can be interpreted in a variety of ways, but it adds to the tension of the song by suggesting the need for control or discipline in the face of chaos.


The second verse adds to the sense of unease by introducing the idea of hollow ropes of sand and the desire for gold. The line "we who brought the sword" implies a history of violence and conquest, which is reinforced by the later reference to "secret wars." The phrase "into the orchards we slide" is particularly interesting and evocative, suggesting a sense of slippage or a loss of control. The lyric "a call to worship a blind king reborn" is also intriguing, suggesting a sense of religious or spiritual rebirth that is blind to the violence and conquest that has come before.


Line by Line Meaning

in the blue dawns of summer
At the beginning of summer when the sky is blue


we revoked silence and its claws
We put an end to silence and its ability to harm us


on the day they swore not to betray their men
On the day when they made a promise not to betray their comrades


black writing on wet walls
Words written in black on damp walls


lets us float in a stupor of blood
Makes us feel like we're floating in a senseless pool of blood


bewegung entsteht durch haltung
Movement comes from posture


so we are left to wander
As a result, we are forced to wander aimlessly


through hollow ropes of sand
Amidst sandy landscapes that lack substance


we who came here for gold
Those of us who came here in search of wealth


we who brought the sword
And brought weapons of war with us


wine milk and secret wars
We indulged in wine, milk and fought in clandestine battles


into the orchards we slide
We enter the fruit gardens surreptitiously


a call to worship a blind king reborn
An invocation to honor an anonymous king who has been restored


we brought the sword – nothing more
We came here to do nothing except fight


es war und es ist
It was and it still is


through streets and fields
We marched along roads and across fields


crowded with lovers
Full of people in love


again in tombs, in forrests
Once more, we find ourselves in the tombs and forests




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