My Lady D`Arbanville, why do you sleep so well?

I`ll wake you tomorrow, and you will be my fill,

Emi

Yes you will be my fill.

My Lady D`Arbanville Why does it grieve me so?

But your heart seems so silent,

Why do you breathe so low?

Why do you breathe so low?

My Lady D`Arbanville, why do you sleep so still?

I`ll wake you tomorrow, and you will be my fill,

Yes you will be my fill.

My Lady D`Arbanville, you look so cold tonight,

your lips feel like winter, your skin has turned to white,

your skin has turned to white.

My Lady D`Arbanville, why do you sleep so still?

I`ll wake you tomorrow, and you will be my fill,

Yes you will be my fill.

La, la, la...

My Lady D`Arbanville Why does it grieve me so?

But your heart seems so silent,

Why do you breathe so low?

Why do you breathe so low?

I loved you, my lady, Though in your grave you lie,

I`ll always be with you, this rose will never die,

this rose will never die.