In childhood, many an idle stone- 在童年,无用的宝石 Some tomb from out whose sounding door 来自一些坟墓的大门 She ne´´er shall force an echo more, 她无力回应 Thrilling to think, poor child of sin! 可怕的思想,罪恶之子 It was the dead who groaned within. 那是死者在它内部呻吟
感受梦的火焰,感觉飞舞瞬间,当一切浪漫遥远,永恒依然 to feel the flame of dreaming and to feel the moment of dancing,when all the romance is far away,the eternity is always there