In my love I have dreamt of you Obtaining a view A cow in the cattle In my dream I was in the fight Focussing the light A crow in the battle
But when, at my end, I meet the Great Queen I shall die happy because I'll have her seen
And in the fray when I am getting colder I may support a black crow on my shoulder My black crow just crackle Casting me a shackle And then, I'll know, before feeling me frozen That I have been by the Phantom Queen chosen She will be my lover...
The Great Queen From above Phantom Queen Got my love She is the queen tyrannic Of love, warfare and panic The Great Queen Has ay been Phantom Queen
At the end She is there and shows How my blood-stained clothes Washes in the river
This is the time of worshipping her figure Before she extracts from the kidneys its vigour