| The white moon shines in the woods From each branch comes a voice Under the row O beloved The pond reflects deep mirror The silhouette of the black willow Where the wind cries let's dream, it's time A vast and tender appeasement Seems to descend from the firmament May the star illuminate It's the exquisite hour
Credits Song: Art Song Composer: Reynaldo Hahn Poet: Paul Verlaine Singer: Ben Bliss, tenor Music video: Courtesy of Ben Bliss Text & translation: lyricstranslate.com Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes. |