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So warm and sweet the summerwind

is rustling through the leaves

the taste of honey on his lips

he banished our griefs.

The branches of the willowtree

are guarding our sleep

so silently the night did fall

on our mallow weed.

In autumn as the feathers fell, we left the world of man,

enshrined in gold eternally, that spoke the winter´s ban.

As we soaked each other´s breath from our hungry lips,

we sealed the oath - a star we touched - with our fingertips.

The horns of the hunting - silenced by nightfall

no one will ever tear us apart

frozen in slumber - burnt by the sunset

revel in love for eternity.

No snow, no rain, no autumn leaves

will moisten our lair

a scent of roses I did spread

upon her fragrant hair.

And we laid our head arest

tired of breathing above

deeper into the linnen sheet

that covers our love.