Aug 2014
Oh, great grandeur of thy visage, fair,
Thy impeccable beauty we descry
And at thy silvery glory stare.
Pure Goddess, I present to thee
My heart fractured and crimson steeped
And ask for thy loving eye to heal and free.
Thy impeccable beauty we descry
And at thy silvery glory stare.
Pure Goddess, I present to thee
My heart fractured and crimson steeped
And ask for thy loving eye to heal and free.
Requested by Dajena M and inspired by the aria from the opera Norma by Vincenzo Bellini.
