I fall from the holy empire,an angel that loosing his path.
I am tormented with passion and fire, i am tormented with pride,greed and lust
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
I am dreaming flying higher and higher, i am dreaming hope, fear,love and pain
My gracefull forbidden desire,they always call whisper my name
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted,
On this home by Horror haunted—tell me truly, I implore.
whisper - szept
whether - czy
truly - naprawdę
token - znak
throws - rzuca
thing - rzecz
there - tam
tempter - kusiciel
stood - stanął
suddenly - nagle
still - nadal
sitting - posiedzenie