Suspended Disbelief

Lyrical selections from the Church Benches and Rain

Perëndeshë

She is named for the vibrant living green of spring,
she is the very beauty of the spring's rebirth.
How could I ever hope to touch such beauty?

She is lustre beyond jewels or Heaven's stars,
she is the rising sun after the night's long curse.
How could I love her less than completely?

Please tell me who you are,
name this spell you have cast on me.
Please touch me again,
let me hear your soft cries
as you whisper my name.

She is the deepest passion and most tender affection,
she is worth the fate of every kingdom on Earth.
How could I ever think myself worthy?

Please tell me who you are,
name this spell you have cast on me.
Please touch me again,
let me hear your soft cries
as you whisper my name.
Please let me spend my life
at your feet worshipping you.

© 2005 Winterwind Music