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Three for the Festival - Roland Kirk

The sun is fallen and it lies in blood

The moon is weaving bandages of gold

Oh black swan where oh where is my lover gone

Where oh where is my lover gone

Torn and tattered is my bridal gown and my lamp is lost

With silver needles and with silver thread

The stars stitch a shroud for the dying sun

Oh black swan where oh where has my lover gone

I had given him a kiss of fire and a golden ring

And a golden ring

I had given him a kiss of fire and a golden ring

Oh

With silver needles and with silver thread

The stars stitch a shroud for the dying sun

O black wave o black wave take me down with you

Take me down with you

Take me down with you

Take me down with you

Oh black swan

Take me down with you

I had given him a kiss of fire

Take me down with you