Swathed in sombre velvet She left me in her repose In dusky dank tomb perfume Enwrapped in swoon Never to arouse Thus I stood in cheerless crypt And wept for her in grief My lurid beauty, mistress dead I hate this kiss of icecold lips But she slept amort in dusk So princely in her grace Imperious, monarchial I hymned this majesty of death I called to thee Wake up from this Impenetrable slumber! Yell of mine resounded The dismal castle Lapped in woods in a heavy mist Time had passed Since she succumbed And Death blackened her dress She shared her beauty With deathworms Devoted her slender waist To marble stone embrace In the realm of Morpheus For some days she seemed to rest All of those unearthly fantasies She dreamt now cobweb veils But what is the kind Of this soft voice Haunting me in the nights? Wher these entreaties Spoken silently The moan of my Funeria? All my misgivings are broke Steal me from here... I know that thou hast not gone Unseal my holy lair... When the light of moon prevails Over picturesque landscapes And the awe fills up the lands Night will bless our sweet embrace Sweeteest was the song That was heard From under the slabs Where embellished She craved for me The wine could not drawn her call Candelabra whirled In the nocturnal wicked dance Endless supplications Drove me out of my mind Flustered I rushed down the stairs Draw near, my minion... Twas time to meet her again I languish in my grave... Through the nights I summoned thee Time has come to set me free Thou art welcome to take me On our couch of ecstasy Vesper was turning into night When I found myself in cellar Lighting up my path With a cresset burning bright I came up to the shrine Where my departed Queen abided Slowly, as if in dream I smashed down the seal And broke open the crypt My love oath to redeem Stars were dim So dull as her eyes That stared right into the sky What did she reveal in far Beyond the mortals grasp? Bloodred wine made me blind Haze covered my mind I took her up To join our lusts We joined in our lusts... In abandoned castle Well give ourselves Up to our love No one will disturb our harmony Neither loons, nor servants at all We imbibed the lure Of aristocratic ardent sex Ghosts and wraiths Were guiding our dormitory And nobody ever could vex Duchess in her prime Posthumous sorceries Inflame desires of obscenity Bewitching coldness And defencelessness of thine Attached me back to thee And I could not resist thy spell And stayed with thee My nymph, forevermore Castle became desolate Now me and thou... Inhabit this bodeful place And share our fervent love... Now the light of moon prevails Over picturesque landscapes And the awe fills up the lands Blessed be our sweet embrace...
thee, picturesque, castle, thou, prevails