Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Capo II (Sounding D major)
[Verse]
I would that we were, my beloved
White birds on the foam of the sea
Far from the rose and the lily
And the fret of the flames would we be
[Chorus]
And the flame of the blue star of twilight
Hung low on the rim of the sky
Has awakened in our hearts, my beloved
A sadness that may never die
A sadness that may never die
A weariness comes from those dreamers
Dew-dabbled, the lily and rose
Ah, dream not of that, my beloved
The flame of the meteor that goes
Or the flame of the blue star that lingers
Hung low in the fall of the dew
For I would we were changed, my beloved
To white birds on the foam, I and you
To white birds on the foam, I and you
[Bridge]
Bend low, that I may crown you
Flower of the branch
Silver fish my hands have taken
From the running stream
Morning star, trembling in the heavens
Like a white fawn on the border of a wood
Bend that I may crown you
That I may crown you
[Chorus]
And the flame of the blue star of twilight
Hung low on the rim of the sky
Has awakened in our hearts, my beloved
A sadness that may never die
A sadness that may never die
Soon far from the rose and the lily
And fret of the flames would we be
Were we only white birds, my beloved
White birds on the foam of the sea
White birds on the foam of the sea
[Verse]
I would that we were, my beloved
White birds on the foam of the sea
Far from the rose and the lily
And the fret of the flames would we be
[Chorus]
And the flame of the blue star of twilight
Hung low on the rim of the sky
Has awakened in our hearts, my beloved
A sadness that may never die
A sadness that may never die
A weariness comes from those dreamers
Dew-dabbled, the lily and rose
Ah, dream not of that, my beloved
The flame of the meteor that goes
Or the flame of the blue star that lingers
Hung low in the fall of the dew
For I would we were changed, my beloved
To white birds on the foam, I and you
To white birds on the foam, I and you
[Bridge]
Bend low, that I may crown you
Flower of the branch
Silver fish my hands have taken
From the running stream
Morning star, trembling in the heavens
Like a white fawn on the border of a wood
Bend that I may crown you
That I may crown you
[Chorus]
And the flame of the blue star of twilight
Hung low on the rim of the sky
Has awakened in our hearts, my beloved
A sadness that may never die
A sadness that may never die
Soon far from the rose and the lily
And fret of the flames would we be
Were we only white birds, my beloved
White birds on the foam of the sea
White birds on the foam of the sea