The golden shadow Of the pleasure dome Floated midway on the waves Of the river Alph
"In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure dome decree... Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Down to a sunless sea So twice Fice miles of fertile ground with towers and walls were girdled round And here were gardens bright With sinuous... rills
And here were forests, forests as ancient as the hills Enfolding sunny, spots of greenery"
A mystic reign on the Asian coast was located A miracle of rare device... A sunny pleasure-dome was built Over the winding enchanting icy caves The silence ruled among the sacred lands Of Xanadu
From a raging dance of rocks, since the dawn of Time It flings up the holy turbid stream In this ageless tumult, Kubla Khan heard from Far Ancestral voices prophesying... war!
A savage place!
...a vision in a dream!
And beyond wood and dale there was An endless abyss where the river Would sank in turmoil to a lifeless ocean Alight by the shine of A feeble waning moon Lost in the sky
...and still some whispers in the midnight breeze remind us again the beauty of Xanadu!