Dryadmother, angelic queen Enhanced by thy mellow lily-scent She is weeping marble rain Still her children's worldly bane
Honeydwarves and steeds of bronze Yellow-red orchids with universe horns Alas! We'll loose our majesty For strangers have stained the gardener's key
Golden fairies, fervant arcs of silent woe Ebon water, sent by bitter elfin-bows
Flaring chants of a nightspawn iris Candlelight fields in violet dew Spiritodes were once so close Ashamed of mortals' dreamless view
Golden fairies, fervant arcs of silent woe Ebon water, sent by bitter elfin-bows Like a starving deer I shun To drown in wintercharm as one
Thy rainbow sighs, pale and weary Crowned by falcon swarms and widowed evengold Bloodveiled moor, wildgrown fairydome Mirrored countenance, portrait of the dryad's home