Текст песни Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal (Four Madrigals On Rose Texts): Now Sleeps The Crimson Petal - Tenebrae

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
The firefly wakens; waken thou with me.

Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost,
And like a ghost she glimmers on to me.

Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars,
And all thy heart lies open unto me.

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake.
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom and be lost in me.

Now sleeps the crimson petal.
Now the white.