Chapter I 歌詞

The feeble leafs decline, Enshrined in downing deep The mourn abandoned plains, Laid down in sombre sleep Misty shades engulf the sky Like past, worn memories The bird's song fills the whispering breeze With autumns melody The lunar pale grim shape At evening's sight renews It's silented wail relieves Repressed thoughts anew I hear the lonesome choir Of fortunes past my way Disdained in fiery weeps Throughout my every day These skies I hail and treasure thee, Most pleasant misery Not pittes thorn I shelter thine Mysterious harmony Draw on most pleasant night Shade my lorn exposed sight For my grief's when shadows told Shall be eased in mist enfold Why should the foolish's hope Thy unborn passioned cry Exhaust unheard Beneath this pleasent sky? For if the dusking day declined Could delight be far behind?