Pacidy my love,
Glowing ember of evening
Your eyes are frozen with guilt.
I read my fate on your cheeks,
The smoldering coals of a passion
Once a meadow of hope.
Days of minstrals and bright steeds,
Autumn lights and silk sheets.
Your tender battle shadow on me
Sends a lavender kiss-es, soft and warm,
The union of strength in a love against life,
Love against life.
Pacidy my love,
Your touch so limp was once frenzied
Your argon lips were once sweet.
A life has passed through my hands
My spirits sift in a stale sigh,
Did love exist as a dream?
Mother fawn of a pine wood,
Shepherdess of my grief
Veils a freedom not for me,
Far beyond the steep ridge.
Where blizzards, blast the spirit of man,
The frailest of beasts, frailest of beasts.
Where blizzards, blast the spirit of man,
The frailest of beasts, frailest of beasts.
Where blizzards, blast the spirit of man,
The frailest of beasts, frailest of beasts.
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