Song | There Is Sweet Music Here That Softer Falls |
Artist | Kate St. John |
Album | Indescribable Night |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kate St. John | |
作词 : Kate St. John | |
(words adapted from Tennyson's "The Lotus Eaters") | |
There is sweet music here that softer falls | |
Than night dews on still waters between walls | |
A land where all things seem the same | |
No trouble here, no pain no pain | |
The mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon | |
Around the coast the languid air does swoon | |
And between the sun and moon upon the shore | |
There is sweet music that softer falls | |
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies | |
Than tired eyelids on tired eyes | |
Eyes grown dim gazing on the pilot star | |
Give us long rest, dark death and dreamful ease | |
In Lotus land we'll live and die reclined | |
Like Gods together, careless of mankind | |
Weary the sea, weary the oar | |
We will not wander, wander no more |
zuo qu : Kate St. John | |
zuo ci : Kate St. John | |
words adapted from Tennyson' s " The Lotus Eaters" | |
There is sweet music here that softer falls | |
Than night dews on still waters between walls | |
A land where all things seem the same | |
No trouble here, no pain no pain | |
The mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon | |
Around the coast the languid air does swoon | |
And between the sun and moon upon the shore | |
There is sweet music that softer falls | |
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies | |
Than tired eyelids on tired eyes | |
Eyes grown dim gazing on the pilot star | |
Give us long rest, dark death and dreamful ease | |
In Lotus land we' ll live and die reclined | |
Like Gods together, careless of mankind | |
Weary the sea, weary the oar | |
We will not wander, wander no more |
zuò qǔ : Kate St. John | |
zuò cí : Kate St. John | |
words adapted from Tennyson' s " The Lotus Eaters" | |
There is sweet music here that softer falls | |
Than night dews on still waters between walls | |
A land where all things seem the same | |
No trouble here, no pain no pain | |
The mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon | |
Around the coast the languid air does swoon | |
And between the sun and moon upon the shore | |
There is sweet music that softer falls | |
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies | |
Than tired eyelids on tired eyes | |
Eyes grown dim gazing on the pilot star | |
Give us long rest, dark death and dreamful ease | |
In Lotus land we' ll live and die reclined | |
Like Gods together, careless of mankind | |
Weary the sea, weary the oar | |
We will not wander, wander no more |