Jens Klimek - This Advent Moon - текст песни (слова)

Advent by Christina Georgina Rossetti  This Advent moon shines cold and clear,
   These Advent nights are long;
 Our lamps have burned year after year
   And still their flame is strong.
 'Watchman, what of the night?' we cry,
   Heart-sick with hope deferred:
 'No speaking signs are in the sky,'
   Is still the watchman's word.
 
 The Porter watches at the gate,
   The servants watch within;
 The watch is long betimes and late,
   The prize is slow to win.
 'Watchman, what of the night?' But still
   His answer sounds the same:
 'No daybreak tops the utmost hill,
   Nor pale our lamps of flame.'
 
 One to another hear them speak
   The patient virgins wise:
 'Surely He is not far to seek'-
   'All night we watch and rise.'
 'The days are evil looking back,
   The coming days are dim;
 Yet count we not His promise slack,
   But watch and wait for Him.'