[00:00.00] 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea [00:01.00] 作词 : Edgar Allan Poe [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]the skace men dou ben till the sky. [02:52.73]Irene,with her Destinies! [03:03.401]O,lady 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 cearfully- [05:41.203]Above the closed and fringed lid [05:47.50]''Neath which thy slumb ′′ring 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,lady 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 her sleep, [07:41.981]Which is enduring,so be deep! [07:48.514]Heaven have her 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 God that he may lie [08:20.349]For ever with unopened eye, [08:27.706]While the pale sheeted ghosts go by! [09:32.632]My love,she sleeps!Oh,may her sleep [09:35.555]As it is lasting,so be deep! [09:38.658]Soft may the worms about her creep! [09:41.650]May the worms about her creep! [09:45.13]My love,she sleeps!Oh,may her sleep [09:47.716]As it is lasting,so be deep! [09:50.879]Soft may the worms about her creep! [09:53.887]May the worms about her creep! [10:21.401]Far in the forest,dim and old, [10:27.722]For her 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 her grand family funerals- [10:58.630]Some sepulchre,remote,alone, [11:04.554]Against whose portal she hath thrown, [11:11.974]In childhood,many an idle stone- [11:22.707]Some tomb from out whose sounding door [11:29.133]She never shall force an echo more, [11:36.428]Thrilling to think,poor child of sin! [11:42.162]It was the dead who groaned within.