关于Sopor Aeternus的歌词

At midnight, in the month of June, 在六月的午夜
I stand beneath the mystic moon. 我站在神秘的月亮下
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, 带着露水微弱、迷幻的雾气，
Exhales from out her golden rim, 从它黄金的轮廓中散发
And, softly dripping, drop by drop, 轻柔的水滴，慢慢滴落

Upon the quiet mountain top, 爬上寂静山峰的顶端
Steals drowsily and musically 懒洋洋唱着歌偷偷
Into the universal valley. 进入了宇宙的山谷
The rosemary nods upon the grave; 迷迭香向坟墓摇摆
The lily lolls upon the wave; 百合花轻轻挥舞
Wrapping the fog about its breast, 浓雾包裹住它的胸膛
The ruin molders into rest; 毁灭腐烂的部分坠入长眠之中
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake 就像被遗忘，看啊！湖水
A conscious slumber seems to take, 意识的睡眠被
And would not, for the world, awake. 从这个世界上带走
All Beauty sleeps!- and lo! where lies 所有美丽的沉睡者都将醒来！
Irene, with her Destinies! 和平女神和她的命运！
O, lady bright! can it be right- 美丽的女神！让一切完美

This window open to the night? 打开夜晚的窗？
The wanton airs, from the tree-top, 淫荡的空气，来自树梢顶端
Laughingly through the lattice drop- 笑声穿过格子落下
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout, 无躯体的空气，巫师的盛宴
Flit through thy chamber in and out, 掠过你的房间，进进出出
And wave the curtain canopy 吹皱起苍穹的帷幕
So fitfully- so fearfully- 断断续续，
Above the closed and fringed lid 在流苏遮蔽的穹顶之上
´´Neath which thy slumb´´ring soul lies hid, 灵魂的谎言隐藏在催眠的雨后
That, o´´er the floor and down the wall, 覆盖了大地，冲垮了围墙
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall! 就像鬼魂的阴影在起起落落

Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear? 爱人，你可曾嘎感到恐惧？
Why and what art thou dreaming here? 这美景为什么只有在梦中浮现？
Sure thou art come O´´er far-off seas, 越过遥远深沉海洋
A wonder to these garden trees! 惊讶于花园中树林
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress, 惊讶于你的苍白和衣着
Strange, above all, thy length of tress, 惊讶于你的长发，惊讶于所有这些，
And this all solemn silentness! 所有这些寂静的庄严
The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep, 沉睡的女士！
Which is enduring, so be deep! 这忍耐深沉强烈！
Heaven have her in its sacred keep! 天堂是她神圣的祭礼
This chamber changed for one more holy, 这房间为更多的神圣改变
This bed for one more melancholy, 这睡眠饱含哀思
I pray to God that she may lie 我祈祷神只是她的谎言
For ever with unopened eye, 永远不能打开的眼睛

While the pale sheeted ghosts go by! 当灰白色的鬼魂经过！
My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep 我沉睡的爱人
As it is lasting, so be deep! 那是永远，无尽的沉睡

Soft may the worms about her creep! 当蠕虫在她周围爬动！
Far in the forest, dim and old, 遥远的树林，阴暗古老
For her may some tall vault unfold- 为她打开墓穴
Some vault that oft has flung its black 地下的灵堂投入黑色的怀抱
And winged panels fluttering back, 振翅回飞
Triumphant, o´´er the crested palls, 胜利，跨过带有顶饰的棺木
Of her grand family funerals- 豪华的家庭葬礼
Some sepulchre, remote, alone, 一些坟墓，偏远孤独
Against whose portal she hath thrown, 她被投进死亡的大门
In childhood, many an idle stone- 在童年，无用的宝石
Some tomb from out whose sounding door 来自一些坟墓的大门
She ne´´er shall force an echo more, 她无力回应
Thrilling to think, poor child of sin! 可怕的思想，罪恶之子
It was the dead who groaned within. 死亡在它内部呻吟

The Sleeper 沉睡者

[by Edgar Allan Poe]

At midnight, in the month of June, 在六月的午夜
I stand beneath the mystic moon. 我站在神秘的月亮下
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, 带着露水微弱、迷幻的雾气，
Exhales from out her golden rim, 从它黄金的轮廓中散发
And, softly dripping, drop by drop, 轻柔的水滴，慢慢滴落
Upon the quiet mountain top, 爬上寂静山峰的顶端
Steals drowsily and musically 懒洋洋唱着歌偷偷
Into the universal valley. 进入了宇宙的山谷
The rosemary nods upon the grave; 迷迭香向坟墓摇摆
The lily lolls upon the wave; 百合花轻轻挥舞
Wrapping the fog about its breast, 浓雾包裹住它的胸膛
The ruin molders into rest; 毁灭腐烂的部分坠入长眠之中
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake 就像被遗忘，看啊！湖水
A conscious slumber seems to take, 意识的睡眠被
And would not, for the world, awake. 从这个世界上带走
All Beauty sleeps!- and lo! where lies 所有美丽的沉睡者都将醒来！
Irene, with her Destinies! 和平女神和她的命运！
O, lady bright! can it be right- 美丽的女神！让一切完美
This window open to the night? 打开夜晚的窗？
The wanton airs, from the tree-top, 淫荡的空气，来自树梢顶端
Laughingly through the lattice drop- 笑声穿过格子落下
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout, 无躯体的空气，巫师的盛宴
Flit through thy chamber in and out, 掠过你的房间，进进出出
And wave the curtain canopy 吹皱起苍穹的帷幕
So fitfully- so fearfully- 断断续续，
Above the closed and fringed lid 在流苏遮蔽的穹顶之上
'Neath which thy slumb'ring soul lies hid, 灵魂的谎言隐藏在催眠的雨后
That, o'er the floor and down the wall, 覆盖了大地，冲垮了围墙
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall! 就像鬼魂的阴影在起起落落
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear? 爱人，你可曾嘎感到恐惧？
Why and what art thou dreaming here? 这美景为什么只有在梦中浮现？
Sure thou art come O'er far-off seas, 越过遥远深沉海洋
A wonder to these garden trees! 惊讶于花园中树林
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress, 惊讶于你的苍白和衣着
Strange, above all, thy length of tress, 惊讶于你的长发，惊讶于所有这些，
And this all solemn silentness! 所有这些寂静的庄严

The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep, 沉睡的女士！
Which is enduring, so be deep! 这忍耐深沉强烈！
Heaven have her in its sacred keep! 天堂是她神圣的祭礼
This chamber changed for one more holy, 这房间为更多的神圣改变
This bed for one more melancholy, 这睡眠饱含哀思
I pray to God that she may lie 我祈祷神只是她的谎言
For ever with unopened eye, 永远不能打开的眼睛
While the pale sheeted ghosts go by! 当灰白色的鬼魂经过！

My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep 我沉睡的爱人
As it is lasting, so be deep! 那是永远，无尽的沉睡
Soft may the worms about her creep! 当蠕虫在她周围爬动！
Far in the forest, dim and old, 遥远的树林，阴暗古老
For her may some tall vault unfold- 为她打开墓穴
Some vault that oft has flung its black 地下的灵堂投入黑色的怀抱
And winged panels fluttering back, 振翅回飞
Triumphant, o'er the crested palls, 胜利，跨过带有顶饰的棺木
Of her grand family funerals- 豪华的家庭葬礼
Some sepulchre, remote, alone, 一些坟墓，偏远孤独
Against whose portal she hath thrown, 她被投进死亡的大门
In childhood, many an idle stone- 在童年，无用的宝石
Some tomb from out whose sounding door 来自一些坟墓的大门
She ne'er shall force an echo more, 她无力回应
Thrilling to think, poor child of sin! 可怕的思想，罪恶之子
It was the dead who groaned within. 死亡在它内部呻吟

Title: Sopor Aeternus - The Sleeper lyrics

Artist: Sopor Aeternus

At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The ruin molders into rest;
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake
A conscious slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
All Beauty sleeps!- and lo! where lies
Irene, with her Destinies!
O, lady bright! can it be right-
This window open to the night?
The wanton airs, from the tree-top,
Laughingly through the lattice drop-
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout,
Flit through thy chamber in and out,
And wave the curtain canopy
So fitfully- so fearfully-
Above the closed and fringed lid
'Neath which thy slumb'ring soul lies hid,
That, o'er the floor and down the wall,
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall!
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
Why and what art thou dreaming here?
Sure thou art come O'er far-off seas,
A wonder to these garden trees!
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress,
Strange, above all, thy length of tress,
And this all solemn silentness!

The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
Which is enduring, so be deep!
Heaven have her in its sacred keep!
This chamber changed for one more holy,
This bed for one more melancholy,
I pray to God that she may lie
For ever with unopened eye,
While the pale sheeted ghosts go by!

My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep
As it is lasting, so be deep!
Soft may the worms about her creep!
Far in the forest, dim and old,
For her may some tall vault unfold-
Some vault that oft has flung its black
And winged panels fluttering back,
Triumphant, o'er the crested palls,
Of her grand family funerals-
Some sepulchre, remote, alone,
Against whose portal she hath thrown,
In childhood, many an idle stone-
Some tomb from out whose sounding door
She ne'er shall force an echo more,
Thrilling to think, poor child of sin!
It was the dead who groaned within.