Things look phantastic in this dimness of the dusk--the spires whose bases are lost in the dark and tree tops like blots of ink. I shall wait for the morning and wake up to see thy city in the light.

暮色昏暗，事物显得奇幻：塔尖的根基隐没在黑暗中，树梢如墨迹。我将等待清晨，醒来看见光明中的你的城。