The Maiden
Many a tear doth burn slow down my cheeks
My Lover hath Left, oh, my Lover is gone
Lady-in-waiting, I am, as he seeks,
to Kings throne and war, my Knight, he be drawn.
The Maiden youth and her Bawcock Knight strong,
war pulled them apart from Lover's embrace
'Fare-thee-well, my Knight, for my heart will long.'
I say as new tears, old paths they retrace.
Morrow after Morrow, my heavy heart,
for my dear brave Knight's horn call, it awaits.
Letter sealed news, my Knight's life hath part.
Death's sweet kiss touched my lips, Oh the ill fates!
Star-crossed lovers, an attraction fatal,
Hath the Knight and his Lady, Death doth cradle.
The Knight
To far away places my feet do tread
from the Lady I love, I go away.
By worn trail made of stone, my feet are lead
but with my Belove'd, my heart will stay.
The Handsome Knight, The Ravishing Dame
For My return to home, We are waiting
'The tears that fall, I am to blame.
But for thy sweet love, I am awaiting.'
My sword is drawn and battle rages 'round
Through my heart, where love lives, pierced by a spear
My wedding bed be a burial mound
In my last breath, I felt death to me draw near
Fated love, Death kissed Beauty and Her Love
Their only wedding guest, a Mourning dove.
(2008)
Sami Balts
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