She is stand She is stand In the silence of dungeons In a rich,In a rich shroud dressed. The baby knows about the sorrow in her arms. The White star over her.
Take me to where father wait his child Where Jupiter defeated Take me to where the radiance of the white star lights the magical seal There, I will follow the wheel tracks to a black widow.
On your head of heavenly veil. In your right hand the virginal child The baby knows about the sorrow in her arms. The White star over her
