Graham Johnson-歌词

Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal - Felicity Lott/Graham Johnson

Now sleeps the crimson petal now the white

Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk

Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font

The fire fly wakens waken though with me

Now folds the lily all her sweetness up

And slips into the bosom of the lake

So fold thyself my dearest though and slip

Into my bosom and be lost

Be lost in me