Текст песни Princesse Verte

That night I drank deeply and long of my favourite nectar Glass after glass I prepared, and drained each one off with insatiable and ever-increasing apetite I drank till the solid walls of my own room, when I atlast found myself there Appeared to me like transparent glass, shot throughout with emerald flame Surrounded on all sides by phantoms Beautiful, hideous, angelic, devilish I reeled to my couch in a sort of waking swoon, conscious of strange sounds everywhere Like the clanging of brazen bells, and the silver fanfaranade of the trumpets of war Conscious too of a similar double sensation - Namely, as though Myself were divided into two persons, who opposed eachother in deadly combat In which neither could possibly obtain even the merest shadow-victory!