Silver Rain
L'Âme Immortelle Lyrics


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Care-charming sleep, thou easer of all woes
Brother to death, sweetly thy self dispose
On this afflicted prince, fall like a cloud
In gentle show're, give nothing that is loud

Pass by his troubled senses; sing his pain
Like hollow murmuring wind, or silver rain
Into this princes gently, oh gently slide
And kiss him into slumber like a bride

On this afflicted prince, fall like a cloud
In gentle show're, give nothing that is loud
Or painful to his slumbers; easy, sweet
And as a purling stream, thou son of night

Pass by his troubled senses; sing his pain
Like hollow murmuring wind, or silver rain




Into this princes gently, oh gently slide
And kiss him into slumber like a bride

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Silver Rain" by L'Âme Immortelle is a ballad dedicated to sleep, personified as a caring entity, who brings relief and comfort to the afflicted prince. The song starts with the invocation of sleep as the "easer of all woes," and "brother of death." The lyrics suggest that sleep should be gentle and calming like the soft rain or the gentle murmurs of the wind. The song requests sleep to help the prince by falling like a cloud and passing by his senses, soothing him with amorous kisses, and singing his pain away, comforting him like a bride.


The song evokes a dreamy and romantic mood, invoking the idea that sleep can provide a healing effect and can provide solace and relief from pain. It also suggests that sleep should be free from any disturbance and should be allowed to work its magic gently and effortlessly. The soothing of the troubled senses through sleep creates a peaceful refuge, a place where one can escape and find tranquillity.


Line by Line Meaning

Care-charming sleep, thou easer of all woes
Addressing the power of sleep as a reliever of troubles and a remedy for all afflictions


Brother to death, sweetly thy self dispose
Comparing sleep to death in its peaceful and restful nature


On this afflicted prince, fall like a cloud
Invoking sleep to come upon a suffering prince like a soft cloud


In gentle show're, give nothing that is loud
Asking for a quiet and peaceful sleep, with no disturbances


Pass by his troubled senses; sing his pain
Requesting sleep to soothe the prince's senses and alleviate his suffering


Like hollow murmuring wind, or silver rain
Asking for a soft and calming presence that will lull the prince into peaceful sleep, like the gentle sound of wind or rain


Into this princes gently, oh gently slide
Asking for sleep to come upon the prince softly and without any abruptness


And kiss him into slumber like a bride
Invoking sleep to embrace the prince like a loving bride and usher him into a state of restful slumber




Lyrics © BLEUNIG MUSIC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KIM L. OWENS, MARCUS MILLER, ERIC PATRICK CLAPTON, BILL WITHERS, JOEL ALAN KIBBLE

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