Eric Whitacre nox aurumque

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-Latin-
GOLD,
DARK AND DARK,
SINGING IN THE NIGHT,
SINGING DEATH,
SINGING QUIET…
AND THE ANGEL DREAMS OF DAWNS AND WARS,
HE SHEDS THE TEARS OF THE GOLDEN CENTURIES,
THE TEARS OF WARS.
O WEAPON!
O GOLDEN PLATES!
THE GESTURE IS TOO HEAVY,
TOO HEAVY TO FLY.
/>GOLD,
BLACKED AND TORPHED
RISE!
FALL OUT OF ARMS ON WING!
WE WILL AGAIN,
HIGH ABOVE THE WALL;
ANGELS REBIRTH AND EXCITEMENT TO THE WINGS
OF DAWNS,
OF DAWNS,
SLEEPS.
OF DAWNS,
SINGING WINGS,
SINGING SHADOWS.
-English-
Tarnished and dark,
Singing of night,
Singing of death,
Singing itself to sleep.
And an angel dreams of sunrise,
And war.
Tears of the ages.
O shield!
O gilded blade!
You are too heavy to carry,
Too heavy for flight.
Tarnished and weary,
Awaken!
Melt from weapon to wing!
Let us soar again,
High above this wall;
Angels reborn and rejoicing with wings made
Of dawn,
Of gold,
Of dream.
Singing of wings,
Singing of shadows.

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