From the misty dreams of nighttime

I sought the clarity of my days

From the gates of longing

Looked for the familiar glow



The death of my wife's slayer

Brought no comfort to me

No shape from loneliness

For a dream



A queen of gold I made

A silver bride I built

From the northern summer night

From the winter moon

Responded not my girl

No beating heart I felt

I brought no sighs to the silver lips

No warmth from the gold



Within my heart a flame of desires

Provoked the power of my will

Forced into a silvery shape

A golden queen for me



I made our bed under the stars

Covers a-plenty, bear skin hides

Stroked the arc of golden curves

Kissed the lips of silver





A queen of gold I made

A silver bride I built

From the northern summer night

From the winter moon

Responded not my girl

No beating heart I felt

I brought no sighs to the silver lips

No warmth from the gold



Queen of gold - I made her

Silver Bride - I built her

Queen of gold - no heart

Silver Bride - no warmth

Queen of gold - I made her

Silver Bride - I built her

Queen of gold - no heart

Silver Bride - no life