Testo di The Lighthouse

At New Year's Day in 1796 the first record has been done A lighthouse somewhere in the northern sea the story has now begun Solitude and time alone, getting what is wished for All alone with a hound he was set ashore While starting to write, echoing sounds in the wall Keeps the watcher in enthrall The second day it comes both wind and sea now calm A wind so soft as the sweetest balm Solitude and time alone, getting what is wished for All alone with a hound they were set ashore In the lighthouse Nothing but a tomb In the lighthouse Impending doom Below the level of the sea a hollow is found With walls made of chalk it can be drowned Questioning doubt will it stand or will it fall This now written with a hand so scrawl Solitude and time alone, getting what is wished for All alone with a hound they were set ashore In the lighthouse Nothing but a tomb In the lighthouse Impending doom