The Black Swan

The sun has fallen and it lies in blood
The moon is weaving bandages of gold
O black swan, where, oh, where is my lover gone?
Torn and tattered is my bridal gown
And my lamp is lost, and my lamp is lost
With silver needles and with silver thread
The stars stitch a shroud for the dying sun
O black swan, where, oh, where has my lover gone?
I had given him a kiss of fire
And a golden ring
Don't you hear your lover moan?
Eyes of glass and feet of stone
Shells for teeth and weeds for tongue
Deep, deep, down in the river's bed
He's looking for the ring
Eyes wide open, never asleep
He's looking for the ring, looking for the ring
The spools unravel and the needles break
The sun is buried and the stars weep
O black wave, take me away with you
I will share with you my golden hair
And my bridal crown, and my bridal crown
Oh, take me down with you
Take me down to my wand'ring lover
With my child unborn
With my child unborn