[Poetry : Arnault de Stael]
[Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]
The frozen crypt is silent ...
As only a grave can be
Endless I live in vain
Roused from my funeral sleep
My untbriven vault is wide
Under the cold winterly sky
Drawn from the eternal dream
I already learn for death
Another wine flushes my veins
And drives me out my grave
My swaddling clothes are of black silk
And my cradle is made of stone
The gothic cemetery crypt
Kisses the scarlet lips of life
From thence I came hither again
For a silhouette through the unlight...
...From beyond the grave
La crypte froide est silencieuse
Comme seule peut l'ĂŞtre une tombe
Sans fin j'existe en vain
Profanant mon sommeil funèbre
Mon triste caveau s'ouvre Ă la vie
Sous un ciel d'hiver glacial
Arraché aux rêves éternels
J'aspirais déjà à la mort
Clad with a dress of mourning
A leaden beauty arose
Her silken hair lightly floating
She came beside my bed of stone
In a summoning charm
Made of divine progeny
She kissed me with saddened eyes
-"Follow me !" - I follow thee
You shall dwell here eternally
Between the dead and the living
To forever my funeral bride
