The Unquiet Grave - Faith And The Muse

The wind doth howl today m’love

And a winter’s worth of rain

I never had but one true love

In cold grave she was lain

Oh I adored my sweetest love

As any young man may

So I’ll sit and weep upon her grave

For twelve-month and a day

One true love is eternity for two

Three four nevermore

Will I see my love true

The twelve-month and a day foregone

The dead began to speak

«Oh who sits weeping on my grave

And will not let me sleep?»

«'Tis I, m’love, upon thy grave

Who will not let you sleep

For I crave one kiss of your lips

And that is all I seek»

«You crave one kiss of my cold lips

But I am one year gone

If you have one kiss of my lips

Your time will not be long

Let me remind thee, dearest one

A patient heart to keep

For we professed eternal love

That lives though I may sleep»

There down in yonder garden grove

Love, where we once did walk

The finest flower that ever was seen

Has withered to a stalk

The stalk is withered dry, my love

Though our hearts shan’t decay

So make yourself content, my love

Till god calls you away"