Oh love unseen, Oh love so rare.
I sought for thee, but your not there...

My heart will sing for you alone.
your voice, thy beauty shows...

The setting sun smeared blood on high.
In crimson red, the sky there lie...

His brown hair gently flutters
To the winds incessant blows...

In silent, lonely nights,
The moon peeps from the clouds...

I seek the fire that burned before
That heat that thawed the frost within...