Midvinter - Dream Slave

Care charmer sleep, son of the sable night Brother to death in silent darkness born Free from life, free from light With dark forgetting of my care return Let the day be time enough to morn... Let making eyes suffice to mail their scorn Cease – dreams, the images of day – desires To model foort the passions of the morrow Never let rising sun fool you liars Sleep, tomorrow Still let me sleep, son of the sable night Brother to death, in silent darkness born Free from life, free from light With dark forgetting of my care return Still let me sleep, embracing clouds in vain And never make to feel the days disdain...