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!