Lady Lily White - Macbeth

White dove lay lifeless on a crown of thorns

Beside a broken sword

Whirlwind blew out a candle

Heartrending cry

Tears were streaming down her face

Cold dread of death black cursed embrace

An endless nightmare croacked on the brink of despair

She felt she would die

Her thoughts flew to his brave betrothed

It was so long ago

Sweet loving eyes of thee so far from mine

She felt she would die

Sweetheart my light cruel fate calls me to fight

Sudden shadows fell on me

Was the dream of white dove a message of thee

You may be wrong

May he live long

How many winters

What cold you suffered in the pale warmth of hope

Gloomy icy blast from battlefront

Blew his dumb ashes back to court

Atropos broke fine thread of his life

She felt she would die

Calling from the highest hissing tower

Corvine shades abducted her murdered soul

Birds of ill omen stained the sky

She felt she would die

Jewel my love the war is calling from above

Sudden shadows fell on me

Was the dream of white dove a message of thee

Was not only a dream

Of suffocated beam

Harmonic torment

Tragedy masked in romantic dress

The tower was calling she climbed the stairs to breathe better the death

And the heaven was bleeding

She dressed in snow flickering as lily in storm

Like a dove flew up

E I cielo tinto nel rubino

Stringeva al seno suo il muto giglio

Spenta la rosa nel viso candido bambino

Ricamava la parca fatal il sigillo vermiglio

Igneo affluente del gentil ruscel diamante

Dolce scivolava al freddo mar del pianto

Fragil ebbro d'amor libravasi lo spirto vagante

E la terra la bruma copriva d'incant