[ Featuring David-Ivar Herman Düne ]
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild
Witless woe was ne'er beguiled!
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
And I wept both night and day,
And he wiped my tears away
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart's delight.
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
So he took his wings, and fled
Then the morn blushed rosy red.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten thousand shields and spears.
Soon my Angel came again;
I was armed, he came in vain
For the time of youth was fled,
And gray hairs were on my head.
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
