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作词 : Aleks Popov |
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作曲 : Aleks Popov |
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Swiftly walk o'er the western wave,Spirit of Night! |
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Out of the misty eastern cave, |
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Where, all thelong and lone daylight, |
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Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, |
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Which make thee terrible and dear, |
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Swift be thy flight! |
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Wrap thy form in a mantle gray,Star-inwrought! |
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Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day; |
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Kiss her until she be wearied out, |
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Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, |
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Touching all with thine opiate wand |
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Come,long-sought! |
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When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee; |
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When light rode high, and the dew was gone, |
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And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, |
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And the weary Day turned to his rest, |
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Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. |
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Thy brother Death came, and cried, |
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Wouldst thou me? |
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Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, |
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Murmured like a noontide bee, |
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Shall I nestle near thy side? |
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Wouldst thou me?--And I replied, |
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No, not thee! |
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Death will come when thou art dead, |
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Soon, too soon |
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Sleep will come when thou art fled; |
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Of neither would I ask the boon |
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I ask of thee, beloved Night-- |
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Swift be thine approaching flight, |
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Come soon, soon! |
