Текст песни David Sylvian - A Certain Slant of Light

There's a certain slant of light
Winter afternoons
That oppresses, like the heft
Of cathedral tunes

Heavenly hurt, it gives us
We can find no scar
But internal difference
Where the meanings are

None may teach it, any
'Tis the seal of despair
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air

When it comes, the landscape listens
Shadows hold their breath
When it goes, 'tis like the distance
On the look of death