Aubade For Incipient Lovers
Sunrise, just before the dawn
Bluebirds, welcome the sun,
may my songs reach your window Only in knight dreams do I behold, the lovely beauty of lady Lointaine
Games of love, with little glances Upon your pedestal like a star
Your domnei of hope, from afar I awoke suddenly and you were nowhere
I dream awake of how I will always care Falling asleep, dreaming of eternal love, if I should not wake, I would die a thousand fates, to mourn like a dove at you windowsill, without having to secretly fly away, just before the dawn of each day Bluebirds make me sad and one day I will not regret the sun
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