Texty: Renaissance. THE YOUNG PRINCE AND PRINCESS.

And you would cause the sun to see your light and then be shamed
You cover darkness with a thousand secret flames with your love
Oh my love, oh my love, my love

And I would cause the winds to blow a hundred different days
And bring the perfumes of the gardens of the ways of your love
Oh my love, oh my love, my love

Crystal and the clay, nights and the day, all on the prince's seal
Eagle of the sky, lion of the earth
This is what the seal is worth, what the seal is worth

Holds all of the dreams of a man
Tapestries wishes of man, pictures and visions of man
The spirit, the soul of the man

And he would vow to love her
For the rest of all his days