Since I first saw him, I think myself blind
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I look around me, and it's only him I see
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His image floats before me,
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So gentle and so kind, he has got a clear mind and firm courage
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o ring upon my finger, little golden ring
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devoutly I press you to my lips and to my heart
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sisters come adorn me, banish foolish fear
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twine upon my furrowed brow
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the blossoming myrtle
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I serve him and live for him
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Belong wholly to him
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Give myself and find myself transfigured by his brightness
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Ring upon my finger, little golden ring
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Devoutly I press you to my lips and to my heart
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The blissful dream of childhood has ended
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Now I drink delicious death with you my love
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Now you have me caused me my first pain … that really hurt.
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You sleep, you hard cruel man, the sleep of death
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The veil falls, the bell tolls, the black shawls, the carriage rolls
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You, my whole world.
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Woman's Life and Love
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| Andrew Bird |
