A sorrow ballad soothes my black
And broken heart to wake
Along my dreams, on edge of fierce
And scarlet loving make.
With pleasure, dreamer seek my eyes:
Enchantment, true amour
in moonlight gesture sites to lay
in finite sight from shore.
Your talking sweet and tenderness
as anchors, pushing red,
So sing me strokes of wedding night
And fervent tides of bed.