On the bare cliff I stood alone With quivering wings of smoke behind me My hope, my love – they were forlorn, And yet my mind was occupied by thee. The dusk was gathering around And wakeful sea was roaring beneath. But I already heard no sound, Nor I could feel the gentle breeze. My pallid lips were whispering a prayer; But to what God I couldn’t tell. My only wish was thou could be there But thou were lying in a fairy dell. That deadly touch of poison arrow, That sudden move of cunning fate, It left my life without any marrow And for the death I couldn’t wait. My face was illumined with moonlight; But fire wasn’t burning in my eyes. ‘Twas only the reflection of the starlight, For fate at last had thrown the dice. “My heart, My love, thou’rt gone forever!” – I cried through tears to the night. “Why will I stay alive when never I can forget thee, my brave knight!” With my frail wings I stepp’d forth, Now I felt wind playing in my hair. For greatest thing I spent my youth For fathomless love that was so fair… Oh, nay, to me thee did no harm, But thee enchanted me with some unknown charm. 15 June 2005