In a room as cold as I am,
Abed under arcanum,
A rose in valerian,
She wonders a faraway cry.
Katherine raises her eyes
Of moonshone lazuli,
The voice of a lullaby,
From her window,
She extended her forsaken, sorrowed heart.
But every night, you're eternally scarce
And I wonder if you ever were there.
Fearless knight, what could I have done wrong?
Where have you gone, my saviour?
When he to the village arrives,
Was shunned by a passerby,
To e'er walk the lowly line
Until he wonders why?
The weight of a sword in his hand;
His purpose to amble lands,
To master the barriers
He encounters
On his way to her, but it's a cold, unbounded comb.
But every night, you're eternally scarce
And I wonder if you ever were there.
Fearless night, what could I have done wrong?
Where have you gone, my saviour?