darkness

THE DARKNESS

The Darkness

I stand alone
and I hear the subtle moan
of the silence in my sleep.

In the waking hours,
the morning bell scours.
Wake the workers keep!

And now you see
the lost keep working,
the found can't sleep,
the missing keep walking,
and the darkness,
O the darkness!
It goes way down deep.

Morni�

Termarin eress�
ar hlarin i moica luss�
quild�o f�menyasse.

M� cuivi� l�mi,
i tuil� nyell� fara.
� cuiva i coa m�liva!

Ar s� cenily�
i vanwar vor carma,
i t�vinar um� fum�,
i penyar vor vanta,
ar i morni�,
a i morni�!
Ta auta haiya undu n�ra.

[The] Darkness

Through-abide-I alone
and hear-I the soft whispering-sound
silence-of sleep-my-in.

In-the wankening hours,
the early-morn bell hunts.
wake-up the house slaves'!

And now see-you
the lost-ones ever work,
the found-ones do-not sleep,
the lacking-ones ever walk,
and the darkness,
o the darkness!
it passes far down deep.

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