Mute strains of light are fleeing.
Dream's kingdom's darkness flight.
The earth, the Heavens are kissing;
Lo, blooms the Omen Rose of Night.
...
On her wings,
Flies with me,
And to the Spring, dear lover.
Swears to stay close to thee;
...
A Rose thou art,
Whose fame is great;
Yet for your part
You will slay
...
Twilight Princess
Mute strains of light are fleeing.
Dream's kingdom's darkness flight.
The earth, the Heavens are kissing;
Lo, blooms the Omen Rose of Night.
Fair maiden of immortal hour,
Bleeding for a moment in the sky;
Forfeiting aura for Midnight's white flower.
Ode to the tragic Princess of Twilight.