โหลดเพลง mp3 A Certain Slant Of Light - David Sylvian

There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons

That opresses, like the heft

Of Cathedral Tunes

Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,

But internal difference

Where the meanings are

None may teach it, anything,
'T is the seal, despair,

An imperial affliction

Sent us of the air.

When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;

When it goes, 't is like the distance
On the look of death.