Numeron - Lustre

I found myself within a forest dark
The night, which I had passed so piteously
So bitter is it, death is little more
But not so much, that did not give me fear

Day was departing, and the embrowned air
The time was the beginning of the morning
At the first moment when I grieved for thee
Your eyes where shining brighter than the Star

From that which I have heard of her in Heaven
That I too late have risen to her succour
And may, I fear, already be so lost,
Assist her so, that I may be consoled

God..Assist her so
God..Assist her so
And she began to say
"O spirit courteous of Mantua"
Weeping, her shining eyes

She turned away
These words in sombre colour
I beheld All hope abandon
I found myself within a forest dark

The night, which I had passed so piteously
So bitter is it, death is little more
But not so much, that did not give me fear
From that which I have heard of her in Heaven

That I too late have risen to her succour
And may, I fear, already be so lost,
Assist her so, that I may be consoled
Day was departing
and the embrowned air

The time was the beginning of the morning
shining brighter than the Star
God..Assist her so
God..Assist her so

And she began to say
"O spirit courteous of Mantua"
Weeping, her shining eyes
She turned away
These words in sombre colour
I beheld All hope abandon