에밀리 디킨슨의 시 <All overgrown by cunning moss>를 가사로 사용했다.
All overgrown by cunning moss
All interspersed with weed
The little cage of ‘Currer Bell’
The little cage of ‘Currer Bell’
In quiet Haworth laid
This bird, observing others
When frosts too sharp became
Retire to other latitudes
Retire to other latitudes
Quietly did the same
But differed in returning
Since Yorkshire hills are green
Yet not in all the nests I meet
Can Nightingale be seen
Gathered from many wanderings
Gethsemane can tell
Through what transporting anguish
Through what transporting anguish
She reached the asphodel!
Soft fall the sounds of Eden
Upon her puzzled ear
Oh, what an afternoon for heaven
Oh, what an afternoon for heaven
When ‘Bronte’ entered there!