Paroles de The Watersprite

Step outside when three moons change And your horizons turning strange A crimson lady will be joining thee To lead you into mystery A widow black lies in wait In her cobweb that is silver made The lady takes you to willows'end And the harpenists play is close at hand "Come to my fathomless pond Through the pearly curtain see Hear my notes from far beyond I'll drown thy woe and comfort thee" He sits on olden stone To welcome you at home And with its weaving chords The water tells with hollow words "Come to my fathomless pond Where it is so gently cool Hear my notes from far beyond Pick the rose and I will rule!"