Be careful how you go, o my son...
Let’s go out from this darkness...
I feel something unknown
Growing in my heart,
Fraught with sad premonition and suspicion.
How the shade falls from heaven
More and more obscure !
On such another night as this
They stabbed to death Duncan, my lord.
A thousand nightmares
Are foretelling me misfortune,
And are oppressing my mind
With ghosts and dread.