كلمات Misfortunes

I would chase the moons cold eye Into the bitterest day And I would watch the sun-dial And in its shadow stay So don't let me be afraid I would hear misfortunes cry Out of its virtuos face And I would watch the sun-dial And through its darkness race The silver star of morning Blinks down a tear from the sky The sun has now arisen The night closed its watchful eye So don't let me be afraid I would chase its ancient time Into the perilous wastes And I would watch the sun-dial And in its shadows wait So don't let me be afraid I would hear misfortunes cry Pay to its warning no heed As I would watch the sun-dial My darkest thoughts were freed The silver star of morning Blinks down a tear from the sky The sun has now arisen The night closed its watchful eye So don't let me be afraid Don't let me be afraid