How astonishing is the chance
Of leaving this world impress a sense
Of natural beauties on us; hallelujah!
I think of green fields; I muse
With the greatest affection on every flower
I have known from my infancy; hallelujah!
Their shapes and colours are as new to me
As if I had just created them
With a superhuman fancy; hallelujah!
It is because they are connected
With the most thoughtless and the happiest
Moments of life.
How astonishing is the chance
Of leaving this world impress a sense
Of natural beauties on us!
The simple flowers of our Spring
Are what I want to see again; hallelujah!
[Lyrics by John Keats (1795-1821)]
Aesma Daeva - Sanctus Lyrics
Aesma Daeva - Sanctus Lyrics
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How astonishing is the chance
Of leaving this world impress a sense
Of natural beauties on us; hallelujah!
I think of green fields; I muse
With the greatest affection on every flower
I have known from my infancy; hallelujah!
Their shapes and colours are as new to me
As if I had just created them
With a superhuman fancy; hallelujah!
It is because they are connected
With the most thoughtless and the happiest
Moments of life.
How astonishing is the chance
Of leaving this world impress a sense
Of natural beauties on us!
The simple flowers of our Spring
Are what I want to see again; hallelujah!
[Lyrics by John Keats (1795-1821)]
Of leaving this world impress a sense
Of natural beauties on us; hallelujah!
I think of green fields; I muse
With the greatest affection on every flower
I have known from my infancy; hallelujah!
Their shapes and colours are as new to me
As if I had just created them
With a superhuman fancy; hallelujah!
It is because they are connected
With the most thoughtless and the happiest
Moments of life.
How astonishing is the chance
Of leaving this world impress a sense
Of natural beauties on us!
The simple flowers of our Spring
Are what I want to see again; hallelujah!
[Lyrics by John Keats (1795-1821)]