当达格达再一次轻轻地触弄他的魔琴时,一种甜蜜、轻柔,如梦似幻的音乐悄悄地流淌出来:这就是美梦的乐音。
Once more the Dagda touched his harp, but very, very softly. And now a music stole forth as soft as dreams, and as sweet as joy: it was the magic Music of Sleep.
甜蜜胜过葡萄酒,轻柔赛过仲夏夜。
西边海上的风啊,你多么甜蜜,多么轻柔。
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