Virtual Choir: ♫ The evening hangs ♫ ♫ beneath the moon ♫ ♫ A silver thread on darkened dune ♫ ♫ With closing eyes and resting head ♫ ♫ I know that sleep is coming soon ♫ ♫ Upon my pillow, ♫ ♫ safe in bed, ♫ ♫ a thousand pictures fill my head ♫ ♫ I cannot sleep ♫ ♫ my mind's aflight ♫ ♫ and yet my limbs seem made of lead ♫
夕闇が 月の下にかかり 銀の光が暗い砂丘に差す 目を閉じて頭を休め 眠りが近づくのを知る 枕の上 ベッドに心安く 頭を満たす幾千の絵 眠らせることのできない 悩める心 手足は鉛のようでありながら