As if death herself, arrival's cold,
Froze from the northern depths of time.
A mist no man can ever hold,
But yet I learned her love sublime.
Must my mate be face or form,
Or might she come on winter’s breath?
Rest here where hearts are warm,
And bide with me until my death.
Eternal life, the widow’s shield
Against the day my passions die.
She’ll plummet ‘cross time’s frozen field
To love another such as I.
Froze from the northern depths of time.
A mist no man can ever hold,
But yet I learned her love sublime.
Must my mate be face or form,
Or might she come on winter’s breath?
Rest here where hearts are warm,
And bide with me until my death.
Eternal life, the widow’s shield
Against the day my passions die.
She’ll plummet ‘cross time’s frozen field
To love another such as I.