| Song | The Waking |
| Artist | Kurt Elling |
| Album | Nightmoves |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Amster, Elling, Roethke | |
| The waking | |
| poet by Theodore Roethke | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. | |
| I learn by going where I have to go. | |
| We think by feeling. What is there to know? | |
| I hear my being dance from ear to ear. | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| Of those so close beside me, which are you? | |
| God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, | |
| And learn by going where I have to go. | |
| Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how? | |
| The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair; | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| Great Nature has another thing to do, | |
| To you and me; so take the lively aire, | |
| And, lovely, learn by going where to go. | |
| This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. | |
| What falls away is always. And is near. | |
| I wake to sleepy, and take my waking slow. | |
| I learn by going where I have to go. |
| zuo qu : Amster, Elling, Roethke | |
| The waking | |
| poet by Theodore Roethke | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. | |
| I learn by going where I have to go. | |
| We think by feeling. What is there to know? | |
| I hear my being dance from ear to ear. | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| Of those so close beside me, which are you? | |
| God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, | |
| And learn by going where I have to go. | |
| Light takes the Tree but who can tell us how? | |
| The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| Great Nature has another thing to do, | |
| To you and me so take the lively aire, | |
| And, lovely, learn by going where to go. | |
| This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. | |
| What falls away is always. And is near. | |
| I wake to sleepy, and take my waking slow. | |
| I learn by going where I have to go. |
| zuò qǔ : Amster, Elling, Roethke | |
| The waking | |
| poet by Theodore Roethke | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. | |
| I learn by going where I have to go. | |
| We think by feeling. What is there to know? | |
| I hear my being dance from ear to ear. | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| Of those so close beside me, which are you? | |
| God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, | |
| And learn by going where I have to go. | |
| Light takes the Tree but who can tell us how? | |
| The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair | |
| I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. | |
| Great Nature has another thing to do, | |
| To you and me so take the lively aire, | |
| And, lovely, learn by going where to go. | |
| This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. | |
| What falls away is always. And is near. | |
| I wake to sleepy, and take my waking slow. | |
| I learn by going where I have to go. |