IRC-Galleria

From the mystic dream of a nighttime
I saw the clarity of my
days
From the gates of longing
Looked for the familiar glow

The death of
my wife's slayer
Brought no comfort to me
No shape for loneliness
For a
dream

A queen of gold I made
A silver bride I built
From the northern
summer nights
From the winter moon
Responded not my girl
No beating heart I
felt
I brought no sighs to the silver lips
No warmth to the gold

Within my
heart a flame of desires
Provoked the power of my will
Forced into silvery
shape
A golden queen for me

I made our bed under the stars
Covers
a-plenty, bear skin hides
Stroked the arc of golden curves
Kissed the lips of
silver

A queen of gold I made...

Queen of gold - I made her
Silver Bride
- I built her
Queen of gold - no warmth
Silver Bride - no love

Queen of
gold - I made her
Silver Bride - I built her
Queen of gold - no
warmth
Silver Bride - no life


Ei laulut soi laulajatta,
Runot riimit lausujatta.