Edward Kowzan все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

As Hermes once took to his feathers light
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept
So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes
And seeing it asleep, so fled away
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies
Nor unto Tempe, where Jove grieved a day

It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard
It is the hour - when lover's vows
Seem sweet in every whisper'd word
And gentle winds and waters near
Make music to the lonely ear
Each flower lightly wet
And in the sky the stars are met