1:27:05
when the wind dies away
on the mountain...
1:27:10
when the song
ofthe meadowlark turns still...
1:27:15
when the fiield locust clicks
no more in the fiield...
1:27:20
and the sea foam sleeps
like a maiden at rest...
1:27:24
and twilight touches the shape
ofthe wandering earth...
1:27:27
Iturn home.
1:27:30
Through bIueshadows
andpurpIe woods...
1:27:33
Iturn home.
1:27:37
Iturn to thepIace
that I wasborn...
1:27:39
to the mother who bore me
andthe father who taught me...
1:27:43
Iong ago, Iong ago...
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Iong ago.
1:27:49
AIone am Inow, Iost andaIone,
in a far, wide, wandering worId.
1:27:55
Yet still when
the blazing sun hangs low...
1:28:00
when the wind dies away
and the sea foam sleeps...
1:28:04
and twilight touches
the wandering earth...
1:28:09
I turn home.
1:28:16
Where'd you learn that song?
1:28:19
My father taught it to me.
1:28:22
I was wrong about you, poet.
1:28:24
You won't learn to kill.
You'll teach us songs.
1:28:26
I came here to fii ght.
1:28:30
Anyone can learn to fii ght.
1:28:33
I joined to fii ght!
1:28:38
- What's your name?
- Antoninus.
1:28:45
There's a time for fii ghting,
and there's a time for singing.
1:28:49
Now you teach us to sing.
1:28:52
Sing, Antoninus.