Translation: Haunting lyrics and menacing music set the stage for this spooky story in song that is sure to appeal to young singers.
Translation: The work ends as softly as it began, with the relentless sun once again beating down on the parched desert.
Translation: But now, all ignorant of the length Of time's uncertain wing, It goads me, like the goblin bee, That will not state it sting.
Translation: Very programmatic and haunting, this composition should prove a good change of pace for your next festival or concert.
Translation: As the afternoon progresses, puffy clouds become numerous in the once clear sky.
Translation: Very programmatic and haunting, this composition should prove a good change of pace for your next festival or concert. 3229 pages.
