Lullaby
Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.
Soul and body have no bounds:
To lovers as they lie upon
Her tolerant enchanted slope
In their ordinary swoon,
Grave the vision Venus sends
Of supernatural sympathy,
Universal love and hope;
While an abstract insight wakes
Among the glaciers and the rocks
The hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelity
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry;
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreaded cards foretell,
Shall be paid, but from this night
Not a whisper, not a thought,
Not a kiss nor look be lost.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of sweetness show
Eye and knocking heart may bless,
Find the mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness see you fed
By the inovluntary powers,
Nights of the insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.
Lullaby = shows the peace of night
Lay your sleeping head , my love = sense of childhood , sense of innocence
Human on my faithless arm = adult , sinful
Time and fevers burn away = time and fever resembles to eachother
Thoughtful children , and the grave = time passes and children grow up and loose their innocence
Proves the child ephemeral = death comes
In their ordinary swoon = they get fainted , to be unconscious
Grave the vision venus sends
of supernatural sympathy = love of behind this world
While an abstract insight wakes
among the glaciers and the rocks = that godess keep you away from hurts of life canal
The hermit's carnal ecstasy = enjoyment of the body / physically
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Time is like a tunnel
شب مثل یک مادر می مونه برای آدمایی که میخوابن و براشون آواز می خونه
Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.
Soul and body have no bounds:
To lovers as they lie upon
Her tolerant enchanted slope
In their ordinary swoon,
Grave the vision Venus sends
Of supernatural sympathy,
Universal love and hope;
While an abstract insight wakes
Among the glaciers and the rocks
The hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelity
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry;
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreaded cards foretell,
Shall be paid, but from this night
Not a whisper, not a thought,
Not a kiss nor look be lost.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of sweetness show
Eye and knocking heart may bless,
Find the mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness see you fed
By the inovluntary powers,
Nights of the insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.
Lullaby = shows the peace of night
Lay your sleeping head , my love = sense of childhood , sense of innocence
Human on my faithless arm = adult , sinful
Time and fevers burn away = time and fever resembles to eachother
Thoughtful children , and the grave = time passes and children grow up and loose their innocence
Proves the child ephemeral = death comes
In their ordinary swoon = they get fainted , to be unconscious
Grave the vision venus sends
of supernatural sympathy = love of behind this world
While an abstract insight wakes
among the glaciers and the rocks = that godess keep you away from hurts of life canal
The hermit's carnal ecstasy = enjoyment of the body / physically
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Time is like a tunnel
شب مثل یک مادر می مونه برای آدمایی که میخوابن و براشون آواز می خونه
