[00:00.00] 作词 : Aleks Popov[00:01.00] 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!