Sweet featherlight in morning’s airy grace
She trembles at the glaring heaven light
Go quickly, fly, oh princess leave no trace
The day is warm, oh gentle breeze, high flight
The Bleeding Hearts she greets intangibly
Thy life above forever far from me
Thy ruby coat of emeralds admirably
A Nature’s jewel favourably be
Yet on the breeze of purity I lie
Your tender heart will beat away, don’t fear
Wherever you’ll be I will dwell near by
Upon these boughs where lovers meet each year
You echo my touch at the end of breath
So warm you make me I am chilled by death
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