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,
Why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low?
Why do you brethe 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 la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
My Lady D'Arbanville
Why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breath so low?
Why do you breath 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.
I love 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.