«In this night, I will be a lantern / Inside tender hands of yours. / Don't you break, don't breath hard, don't stumble / Over the stony stairs. Just carry me very gently / Through darkness of your chateau. / Our hearts'll be beating fairly / Anxious, whispering low. In the cave of your...»
«In such an inexplicable blue, / Upon the stonework to embark, / The little ship of glowing hue / Appears in Alexander Park. / The little lamp, a yellow rose, / Arising — ready to retreat — / Above the people it adores; / Near strangers' feet. In such an inexplicable blue / The d...»
«Wine and joy are completely forgotten, / As well as his armor and sword. / Alone he descends in the rotten / Mysterious dungeon. The door Is squeaking with long drawn sound / For no one has entered inside. / The dark and the damp reign around. / The window is narrow and high. His eyes ...»
«The fun times and wine are forgotten, / The armor and sword're left behind, — / Alone he goes down to the bottom / Of dungeon — no light in hand, blind. / / The door started squeaking with drawling, — / It has not been used for a while. / It's humid and dark behind door ring, /...»