作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule- From a wild clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE-out of TIME. Bottomless vales and boundless floods, And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods, With forms that no man can discover For the tears that drip all over; Mountains toppling evermore Into seas without a shore; Seas that restlessly aspire, Surging, unto skies of fire; Lakes that endlessly outspread Their lone waters-lone and dead,- Their still waters-still and chilly With the snows of the lolling. By the lakes that thus outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead,- Their sad waters, sad and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily,- By the mountains-near the river Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,- By the grey woods,-by the swamp Where the toad and the newt encamp- By the dismal tarns and pools Where dwell the Ghouls,- By each spot the most unholy- In each nook most melancholy- There the traveller meets aghast Sheeted Memories of the Past- Shrouded forms that start and sigh As they pass the wanderer by- White-robed forms of friends long given, In agony, to the Earth-and Heaven. For the heart whose woes are legion 'Tis a peaceful, soothing region- For the spirit that walks in shadow 'Tis-oh, 'tis an Eldorado! But the traveller, travelling through it, May not-dare not openly view it! Never its mysteries are exposed To the weak human eye unclosed; So wills its King, who hath forbid The uplifting of the fringed lid; And thus the sad Soul that here passes Beholds it but through darkened glasses. By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have wandered home but newly From this ultimate dim Thule I feel wonderfull.
[00:00.000] 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea [00:01.000] 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea [01:02.25]By a route obscure and lonely, [01:17.58]Haunted by ill angels only, [01:33.95]Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, [01:49.47]On a black throne reigns upright, [02:02.78]I have reached these lands but newly [02:08.86]From an ultimate dim Thule- [02:17.96]From a wild clime that lieth, sublime, [02:25.42]Out of SPACE-out of TIME. [03:17.20]Bottomless vales and boundless floods, [03:23.70]And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods, [03:30.64]With forms that no man can discover [03:39.83]For the tears that drip all over; [03:46.35]Mountains toppling evermore [03:51.00]Into seas without a shore; [04:01.69]Seas that restlessly aspire, [04:06.25]Surging, unto skies of fire; [04:16.95]Lakes that endlessly outspread [04:21.73]Their lone waters-lone and dead,- [04:32.39]Their still waters-still and chilly [04:38.98]With the snows of the lolling. [05:30.43]By the lakes that thus outspread [05:36.10]Their lone waters, lone and dead,- [05:43.68]Their sad waters, sad and chilly [05:51.22]With the snows of the lolling lily,- [05:58.98]By the mountains-near the river [06:06.55]Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever,- [06:14.34]By the grey woods,-by the swamp [06:21.78]Where the toad and the newt encamp- [06:31.92]By the dismal tarns and pools [06:36.52]Where dwell the Ghouls,- [06:44.94]By each spot the most unholy- [06:52.34]In each nook most melancholy- [07:02.15]There the traveller meets aghast [07:07.49]Sheeted Memories of the Past- [07:16.73]Shrouded forms that start and sigh [07:24.75]As they pass the wanderer by- [07:32.40]White-robed forms of friends long given, [07:46.20]In agony, to the Earth-and Heaven. [09:11.42]For the heart whose woes are legion [09:19.70]'Tis a peaceful, soothing region- [09:26.58]For the spirit that walks in shadow [09:34.28]'Tis-oh, 'tis an Eldorado! [09:42.25]But the traveller, travelling through it, [09:48.88]May not-dare not openly view it! [09:56.64]Never its mysteries are exposed [10:04.73]To the weak human eye unclosed; [10:11.92]So wills its King, who hath forbid [10:20.00]The uplifting of the fringed lid; [10:27.30]And thus the sad Soul that here passes [10:34.90]Beholds it but through darkened glasses. [11:28.60]By a route obscure and lonely, [11:45.50]Haunted by ill angels only, [11:58.97]Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, [12:12.42]On a black throne reigns upright, [12:30.45]I have wandered home but newly [12:42.73]From this ultimate dim Thule [12:57.60]I feel wonderfull.
