paroles de chanson Night By Day - Meer

Worn out from toil I haste to bed
Oh, sweet repose when day is through

I close my eyes, but darkness brings
Your shadow to my sightless view

For you and for myself, no quiet find,
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind when body's work's expired
For then my thoughts – from far where I abide –
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to you
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide

But day by night and night by day
And each, though enemies to either's reign
Do in concent shake hands to torture me
The one by toil the other to complain
How far I toil still farther off from where you are
When day's oppression is not eased by night

When in disgrace with fortune's eyes
I all alone beweep my state

And when I look upon myself
I curse my fate, I curse my fate

But all the same the dark is bright
I curse and bless this day by night

Sweet love I care not what life brings
I scorn to change my state with kings

For you and for myself, no quiet find,
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind when body's work's expired
For then my thoughts – from far where I abide –
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to you
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide

But day by night and night by day
And each, though enemies to either's reign
Do in concent shake hands to torture me
The one by toil the other to complain
How far I toil still farther off from where you are
When day's oppression is not eased by night