[00:00.000] 作词 : Aleks Popov
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Aleks Popov
[00:32.82]Swiftly walk o'er the western wave,Spirit of Night!
[00:40.00]Out of the misty eastern cave,
[00:43.35]Where, all thelong and lone daylight,
[00:46.84]Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear,
[00:50.48]Which make thee terrible and dear,
[00:54.07]Swift be thy flight!
[00:57.88]Wrap thy form in a mantle gray,Star-inwrought!
[01:04.86]Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day;
[01:08.46]Kiss her until she be wearied out,
[01:11.85]Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land,
[01:15.64]Touching all with thine opiate wand
[01:19.29]Come,long-sought!
[01:54.87]When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee;
[02:01.86]When light rode high, and the dew was gone,
[02:05.35]And noon lay heavy on flower and tree,
[02:08.84]And the weary Day turned to his rest,
[02:12.49]Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee.
[02:20.17]Thy brother Death came, and cried,
[02:23.61]Wouldst thou me?
[02:27.35]Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed,
[02:30.89]Murmured like a noontide bee,
[02:34.54]Shall I nestle near thy side?
[02:38.18]Wouldst thou me?--And I replied,
[02:41.77]No, not thee!
[03:17.47]Death will come when thou art dead,
[03:20.86]Soon, too soon
[03:24.50]Sleep will come when thou art fled;
[03:27.90]Of neither would I ask the boon
[03:31.18]I ask of thee, beloved Night--
[03:34.97]Swift be thine approaching flight,
[03:38.57]Come soon, soon!