The evening sunset in the depth was fading,
And silence raced above the gloomy Elba,
Through pale clouds quietly was racing
A hazy moon in tempo:
On west side the grey-haired and dark vault
Merged with the dark-blue plain of water.
And in the night above the wild rocks
Napoleon was sitting lonely.
The gloomy thoughts in his mind were prevailing,
He dared at this time to forge new chain
For Europe, at the distance glaring,
He whispered furiously that:
"Around all the world is deadly dreaming,