TESTO DEL LIED

"Melisande's Song"
di Jack Mackail

The King's three blind daughters
Sit locked in a hold.
In the darkness their lamps
Make a glimmer of gold.
Up the stair of the turret
The sisters are gone.
Seven days they wait there
And the lamps they burn on.
What hope? says the first,
And leans o'er the flame.
I hear our lamps burning.
O yet if he came!
O hope! says the second.
Was that the lamp's flare,
Or a sound of low footsteps?
The Prince on the stair!
But the holiest sister
She turns her about:
O no hope now forever -
Our lamps are gone out.