Therion, Jan Wichers - Sorrows of the Moon lyrics
[Therion, Jan Wichers - Sorrows of the Moon lyrics]
By languorous memories obsessed
Lies pensive and awake: a
Sleepless beauty amid
The tossed and multitudinous cushions
Of her bed
Caressing with an abstracted hand the
Curve of her breast
Surrendered to her deep sadness
As to a lover, for hours
She lolls in the bright luxurious
Disarray of the sky
Haggard, entranced and watches the
Small clouds float by
Uncurling indolently in the blue
Air like flowers
When now and then upon this
Planet she lets fall
Out of her idleness and sorrow, a secret tear
Some poet an enemy of slumber, musing apart
Catches in his cupped hands
The unearthly tribute, all
Fiery and iridescent like an opal's sphere
And hides it from the sun
For ever in his heart