The Sleeper - Sopor Aeternus & the Ensemble of Shadows.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Edgar Allan Poe
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea
[00:54.983]At midnight, in the month of June,
[01:01.569]I stand beneath the mystic moon.
[01:07.904]An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
[01:14.351]Exhales from out her golden rim,
[01:20.581]And, softly dripping,drop by drop,
[01:27.207]Upon the quiet mountain top,
[01:33.517]Steals drowsily and musically
[01:39.773]Into the universal valley,
[01:46.254]The rosemary nods upon the grave;
[01:52.710]The lily lolls upon the wave;
[01:59.221]Wrapping the fog about its breast,
[02:05.497]The ruin molders into rest;
[02:11.991]Looking like Lethe,see! the lake
[02:18.277]A conscious slumber seems to take,
[02:24.623]And would not, for the world,awake.
[02:30.974]And would not,for the world,awake.
[02:37.495]All beauty sleeps!-and lo!where lies
[02:43.745]His casement open to the skies
[02:52.73]Irene and his Destinies!
[03:03.401]O,lover bright!can it be right-
[03:09.433]This window open to the night?
[03:15.805]The wanton airs, from the tree-top,
[03:22.217]Laughingly through the lattice drop-
[03:28.636]The bodiless airs, a wizard rout,
[03:35.102]Flit through thy chamber in and out,
[03:41.417]And wave the curtain canopy
[03:47.748]So fitfully- so carefully-
[05:41.203]Above the closed and fringed lid
[05:47.50]'Neath which thy slumbering soul lies hid,
[05:53.509]That, o′er the floor and down the wall,
[05:59.709]Like ghosts, the shadows rise and fall!
[06:06.248]Oh,lover dear,hast thou no fear?
[06:12.476]Why and what art thou dreaming here?
[06:18.882]Sure thou art come o′er far-off seas,
[06:25.246]A wonder to these garden trees!
[07:10.432]Strange is thy pallor! Strange thy dress,
[07:16.437]Strange, above all,thy length of tress,
[07:22.32]And this all this
[07:29.289]And this all solemn silentness!
[07:35.665]My lover sleeps! Oh,may he sleep,
[07:41.981]Which is enduring,so be deep!
[07:48.514]Heaven may have him in its sacred keep!
[08:01.404]This chamber changed for one more holy,
[08:07.637]This bed for one more melancholy,
[08:12.832]I pray to Satan that he may lie
[08:20.349]Forever with unopened eye,
[08:27.706]While the pale sheeted ghosts go by!
[09:32.632]My love, he sleeps! Oh,may he sleep
[09:35.555]As it is lasting,so be deep!
[09:38.658]Soft may the worms about him creep!
[09:41.650]Soft may the worms about him creep!
[09:45.13]My love,he sleeps! Oh,may he sleep
[09:47.716]As it is lasting, so be deep!
[09:50.879]Soft may the worms about him creep!
[09:53.887]Soft may the worms about him creep!
[10:21.401]Far in the forest, dim and old,
[10:27.722]For he may some tall vault unfold-
[10:33.749]Some vault that of the flung its black
[10:40.03]And winged panels fluttering back,
[10:46.279]Triumphant, o′er the crested palls,
[10:52.214]Of his grand family funerals-
[10:58.630]Some sepulchre, remote, alone,
[11:04.554]Against whose portal we hath thrown,
[11:11.974]In childhood, many an idle stone-
[11:22.707]Some tomb from out whose sounding door
[11:29.133]we never shall force an echo more,
[11:36.428]Thrilling to think, poor child of sin!
[11:42.162]That it was the dead who groaned within.