Euphrosyne Songtext

Am I the harp before demand That mighty hand may still me Or a flute that his breath May pass through me And then will I come to you And then will I stand beside you And then will my life be for you And then will I walk beside you And then will my death be for you And then will come to you Am I the flag in fluttering grace Alone and shows no colour Or a bird of ambient light That needs no other