MY LADY D'ARBANVILLE

WV1448/2009

Coloured pencil and gouache on Steinbach paper.

 

"My Lady D'Arbanville

Why do you sleep so still

I'll wake you tomorrow

And you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill

 

My Lady D'Arbanville

Why does it grieve me so

But your heart seems so silent

Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low

 

My Lady D'Arbanville

Why do you sleep so still

I'll wake you tomorrow

And you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill

 

My Lady D'Arbanville

You look so cold tonight

Your legs feel like winter

Your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white

 

My Lady D'Arbanville

Why do you sleep so still

I'll wake you tomorrow

And you will be my fill, yes you will be my fill

 

My Lady D'Arbanville

Why do you grieve me so

But your heart seems so silent

Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low

 

I love you my lady

Though in your grave you lie

I'll always be with you

This rose will never die, this rose will never die..."

 

LADY D'ARBANVILLE - Cat Stevens, 1970.

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