《The Panther》歌词

[00:00:24] His gaze, going past those bars, has got so misted

[00:00:29] with tiredness, it can take in nothing more.

[00:00:34] He feels as though a thousand bars existed,

[00:00:39] and no more world beyond them than before.

[00:01:33] Those supply powerful paddings, turning there

[00:01:37] in tiniest circles, well might be

[00:01:41] the dance of forces round a centre where

[00:01:46] some mighty will stands paralyticly.

[00:01:55] Just now and then the pupils' noiseless shutter

[00:01:59] is lifted. -Then an image will indart,

[00:02:07] down through the limbs' intensive stillness flutter,

[00:02:12] and end its being in the heart.