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 a flight;
And yet my limbs seem made of lead.
If there are noises in the night,
A frightening shadow, flickering light;
Then I surrender unto sleep,
Where clouds of dream give second sight.
What dreams may come, both dark and deep,
Of flying wings and soaring leap
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep.
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep.
El poema es de Charles Anthony Silvestri y la música fue compuesta por Eric Whitacre.
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 a flight;
And yet my limbs seem made of lead.
If there are noises in the night,
A frightening shadow, flickering light;
Then I surrender unto sleep,
Where clouds of dream give second sight.
What dreams may come, both dark and deep,
Of flying wings and soaring leap
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep.
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep.
El poema es de Charles Anthony Silvestri y la música fue compuesta por Eric Whitacre.
Obra para bajo, barítono, tenor, contralto, soprano segunda y soprano primera.
NOTA: Cantamos esta bella canción en el VI Encuentro Nacional de Jóvenes Coreutas en el año 2005, bajo la dirección de Néstor Zadoff, director del Coro Nacional de Jóvenes (CONAJO).
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