The moon reveals her poverty The witch is mumbling lies Mountains dance on tiny feet While Lady Margaret dies Will Margaret know the face she dreams And see with angel eyes Or lady clothes for ladies' eyes? When Lady Margaret dies For lady sleep for lady fly There'll be no tears where you go Above the clouds where morning shines When Lady Margaret dies
The moon reveals her poverty The witch is mumbling lies Mountains dance on tiny feet While Lady Margaret dies Will Margaret know the face she dreams And see with angel eyes Or lady clothes for ladies' eyes? When Lady Margaret dies For lady sleep for lady fly There'll be no tears where you go Above the clouds where morning shines When Lady Margaret dies
