Song | The Waking |
Artist | Kurt Elling |
Album | Nightmoves |
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作曲 : Amster, Elling, Roethke | |
The waking | |
poet by Theodore Roethke | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. | |
I learn by going where I have to go. | |
We think by feeling. What is there to know? | |
I hear my being dance from ear to ear. | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
Of those so close beside me, which are you? | |
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, | |
And learn by going where I have to go. | |
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how? | |
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair; | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
Great Nature has another thing to do, | |
To you and me; so take the lively aire, | |
And, lovely, learn by going where to go. | |
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. | |
What falls away is always. And is near. | |
I wake to sleepy, and take my waking slow. | |
I learn by going where I have to go. |
zuo qu : Amster, Elling, Roethke | |
The waking | |
poet by Theodore Roethke | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. | |
I learn by going where I have to go. | |
We think by feeling. What is there to know? | |
I hear my being dance from ear to ear. | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
Of those so close beside me, which are you? | |
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, | |
And learn by going where I have to go. | |
Light takes the Tree but who can tell us how? | |
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
Great Nature has another thing to do, | |
To you and me so take the lively aire, | |
And, lovely, learn by going where to go. | |
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. | |
What falls away is always. And is near. | |
I wake to sleepy, and take my waking slow. | |
I learn by going where I have to go. |
zuò qǔ : Amster, Elling, Roethke | |
The waking | |
poet by Theodore Roethke | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. | |
I learn by going where I have to go. | |
We think by feeling. What is there to know? | |
I hear my being dance from ear to ear. | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
Of those so close beside me, which are you? | |
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, | |
And learn by going where I have to go. | |
Light takes the Tree but who can tell us how? | |
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair | |
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
Great Nature has another thing to do, | |
To you and me so take the lively aire, | |
And, lovely, learn by going where to go. | |
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. | |
What falls away is always. And is near. | |
I wake to sleepy, and take my waking slow. | |
I learn by going where I have to go. |