Through my lair of soft and sea, O to hear an foreign day, And on a hearth as if darkened so, so full, Here to learn, to my lair of foreign mirror, To bore an ear whose mind knew, to forgive a soul. Here to learn, to my lair of foreign mirror, To bear an ear whose mind knew, to forgive a soul. So my lair of soft and deep, O lair of mountain, Here before sin and to sin, O lair, O lair. O to love befallen, O Sodom and Gomorrah, Sodom and Gomorrah, O Sodom and Gomorrah.
