The Raven


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Tom: F(forma do acorde no tom de C)Capotraste na 5ª casa
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of some one gently rapping, tapping at my chamber door "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door Only this, and nothing more" Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore Nameless here for evermore ( Am ) Am And the silken sad uncertain G rustling of each purple curtain F Thrilled me - filled me with G fantastic terrors never felt before Am Presently, to still the beating of C my heart, I stood repeating F "'Tis some visitor entreating G entrance at my chamber door Em Some late visitor entreating F entrance at my chamber door G Am Merely this, and nothing more" ( G F G Am C F G ) Am Out into that darkness peering, G long I stood there wondering, fearing F Doubting, dreaming dreams no G mortals ever dared to dream before Am But the silence was unbroken, and C the stillness gave no token F And the only word there spoken was G the whispered word, "Lenore?" Em This I whispered, and an echo F murmured back the word, "Lenore!" G Am Merely this, and nothing more ( Am ) Am Back into the chamber turning, all G my soul within me burning F Soon again I heard a tapping G somewhat louder than before Am "Surely," said I, "surely that is C someone at my window lattice F Let me see, then, what thereat is, G and this mystery explore Em Let my heart be still a moment and F this mystery explore G Am 'Tis the wind and nothing more"
( Am ) Am Open wide I flung the shutter, G when, with many a flirt and flutter F In there stepped a stately raven of G the saintly days of yore Am Not the least obeisance made he; C not a minute stopped or stayed he F But, with mien of lord or lady, G perched above my chamber door Em Perched upon a bust of Arice just F above my chamber door G Am Perched, and sat, and nothing more ( G F G Am C F G ) Am Soon that ebony bird beguiling my G sad fancy into smiling F By the grave and stern decorum of G the countenance it wore Am "Though thy crest be shorn and C shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven F Ghastly grim and ancient raven G wandering on the Nightly shore Em Tell me what thy lordly name is on F the Night's Plutonian shore" G Am Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore" ( Am ) Am Now the raven, sitting lonely on G the placid bust, spoke only F That one word, as if his soul in G that one word he did outpour Am Nothing further then he uttered- C not a feather then he fluttered F Till I scarcely more than muttered, G "other friends have flown before Em On the morrow he will leave me, as F my hopes have flown before" G Am Quoth the raven, "Nevermore" ( Am ) Am Then, methought, the air grew G denser, perfumed by an unseen censer F Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls G tinkled on the tufted floor Am Once more on the velvet sinking, I C betook myself to linking F Fancy unto fancy, thinking what G this ominous bird of yore Em What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, F gaunt and ominous bird of yore G Am Meant in croaking "Nevermore" ( G F G Am C F G ) Am "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! G - prophet still, if bird or devil! F Whether Tempter sent, or whether G tempest tossed thee here ashore Am Desolate yet all undaunted, on this C desert land enchanted F On this home by horror haunted- G tell me truly, I implore Em Is there - is there balm in Gilead? F - tell me - tell me, I implore" G Am Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore" Am "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil - G prophet still, if bird or devil F By that Heaven stretched above us - G by that God we both adore Am Tell this soul with sorrow laden C if, within the distant Aidenn F It shall clasp a sainted maiden G whom the angels name Lenore Em Clasp a rare and radiant maiden F whom the angels name Lenore" G Am Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore" Am "Be that word our sign in parting, G bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting F "Get thee back into the tempest and G the Night's Plutonian shore Am Leave no black plume as a token of C that lie thy soul hath spoken F Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit G the bust above my door Em Take thy beak from out my heart, F and take thy form from off my door" G Am Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore" ( Am ) Am Now the Raven, never flitting, G still is sitting, still is sitting F On the pallid bust of Arice just G above my chamber door Am And his eyes have all the seeming C of a demon's that is dreaming F And the lamplight o'er him G streaming throws his shadow on the floor Em And my soul from out that shadow F that lies floating on the floor G Shall be lifted - nevermore ( Am G F G Am C ) ( F G G F G Am )
Composição: Edgar Allan PoeColaboração e revisão: Andrej Meskitov

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