The Garden
[Music by Adam Cook; lyrics by R. Michael Cook]
"I insisted that he ought to appear in the temple I built for him; not knowing that he cares only for temples building and not at all for temples built."― C.S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy
There's faery in this garden I cannot bear to hear him sing:
"Thee sculptors all pursuing, Have embodied but their own; Round their visions, form enduring, Marble vestments thou hast thrown"
There's faery in my garden I cannot bear to hear him sing:
"But thyself, in silence winding, Thou hast kept eternally Thee they found not, many finding I have found thee, wake for me."
"Hear my voice come through the golden Mist of memory and hope; And with shadowy smile embolden Me with primal death to cope."
[* Quotations from Phantastes by George MacDonald] Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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