Stoa. Ariels Song. Zeneszám

Full fathom five thy father lies
Of his bones are coral made

Those are pearls that were his eyes
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell

Nothing of him that doth fade
[Incomprehensible]

Ding-dong, ding dong
Hark, now I hear them
Hark, now I hear them
Ding-dong, ding dong