Paroles de Gudrun

The autumn rain washed away The glow from the childish cheeks Why you're unquiet, my heart? The harvest ripened For high songs and joyful feasts But my lord is called to part. The night Moonlight And you sleep, my fair. I will embroide The sun In your shirt. I need nor gold, nor furs, Nor lands, Without you, my love. My red thread is bright as the dawn. I pricked my hand with the needle. A drop of blood Falls at the linen collar. In the ways Faraway Where you're called By your wisdom and pride My love is with you Silken sky Golden leaves But in my eyes The Shadows grow Sign of the Sun, When all is done, Show him the way To come back home.