iain burnside the last invocation şarkı sözleri
At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.
Let me glide noiselessly forth
With a key of softness unlock the locks, with a whisper,
Set ope the doors O soul.
Tenderly, Tenderly, be not impatient,
(Strong is thy hold O mortal flesh,
Strong is thy hold O love.)
