歌词
It was midnight the midnight tolling
It was midnight
October Thursday
It was Nineteen
Nineeteentwentyeight
It was a male or rather a female
He came and the
Autumn leaves were falling in stillness, silvery stillness he had a savage name and the steel shining blue he had a hoarse laughing in a silvery pool a fleshing vassel in the sun from the
Southern Seas a ghostly wandering alone in undistinguished seas
The torches, the flames and the shadows the wind, its moaning and the dazzling lights he came, the wind... oh, the
Southern West wind...