I did no! Think it would be finished so And that another trial would be The flock would strike; the ray would Hash the sky I hear she comes to me
She rapidly steps and smiles It seems that she flows just! touching the ground She's coming up to me. she’s standing near Touches my lips, filling them with poison sweet
I embrace her gently though I'm getting weak I'm ready to follow her now
I'll alienate and I will fly with her And when I fly I'll blow my candle out
She is beautiful though cold She came for me maybe not just I've been wailing and now I’m with her And over my grave only the willow cries