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 aflight;
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.
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Негізгі бет “Sleep” by Eric Whitacre sung by Duke University Chorale and SONAM
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