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.

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甜蜜胜过葡萄酒，轻柔赛过仲夏夜。

Sweeter than wine, softer than a summer night.

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西边海上的风啊，你多么甜蜜，多么轻柔。

Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of western sea.

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