I did no! Think it would be finished so
And that another trial would be
The flock would strike; the ray would Hash the sky
I hear she comes to me
She rapidly steps and smiles
It seems that she flows just! touching the ground
She's coming up to me. she’s standing near
Touches my lips, filling them with poison sweet
I embrace her gently though I'm getting weak
I'm ready to follow her now
I'll alienate and I will fly with her
And when I fly I'll blow my candle out
She is beautiful though cold
She came for me maybe not just
I've been wailing and now I’m with her
And over my grave only the willow cries