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Past shadows

	作曲 : Eminescu, Sathonys, T.
	Now far I,
	I am from you before my fire alone
	And read again the hours that so silently have gone
	And it seems that eighty years beneath my feet did glide
	That I am old as winter, that maybe you have died
	The shadows of the past swift stream across life's floor
	The tale of all times, nothing that now exist no more
	While the wind with clumsy fingers softly fumbles at the blind
	And sadly spins the fiber of the story in my mind
	I see you stand before me in a mist that does enfold
	Your eyes are full of tears, and your fingers long and cold
	About my neck caressing your arms you gently ply
	And it seems you want to speak to me, yet only sigh
	And thus I clasp entranced my all, my world of grace
	And both our lives are joined in that supreme embrace
	Oh, let the voice of memory remain forever dumb
	Forget the joy that was, but nevermore will come
	The shadows of the past swift stream across life's floor
	The tale of all times, nothing that now exist no more
	While the wind with clumsy fingers softly fumbles at the blind
	And sadly spins the fiber of the story in my mind
	And thus I clasp entranced my all, my world of grace
	And both our lives are joined in that supreme embrace
	Forget how after an instant you thrust my arms aside
	For now I'm old and lonely, and maybe you have died

	zuò qǔ : Eminescu, Sathonys, T.
	Now far I,
	I am from you before my fire alone
	And read again the hours that so silently have gone
	And it seems that eighty years beneath my feet did glide
	That I am old as winter, that maybe you have died
	The shadows of the past swift stream across life' s floor
	The tale of all times, nothing that now exist no more
	While the wind with clumsy fingers softly fumbles at the blind
	And sadly spins the fiber of the story in my mind
	I see you stand before me in a mist that does enfold
	Your eyes are full of tears, and your fingers long and cold
	About my neck caressing your arms you gently ply
	And it seems you want to speak to me, yet only sigh
	And thus I clasp entranced my all, my world of grace
	And both our lives are joined in that supreme embrace
	Oh, let the voice of memory remain forever dumb
	Forget the joy that was, but nevermore will come
	The shadows of the past swift stream across life' s floor
	The tale of all times, nothing that now exist no more
	While the wind with clumsy fingers softly fumbles at the blind
	And sadly spins the fiber of the story in my mind
	And thus I clasp entranced my all, my world of grace
	And both our lives are joined in that supreme embrace
	Forget how after an instant you thrust my arms aside
	For now I' m old and lonely, and maybe you have died