beware beauty,
beware beauty, ever fair
silver moonlight in her hair
lips that shame the ruby rose
eyes abyss the winter snow,
dreaming soundly in her blackest robe
never leaving – never growing old 

once again, she will come
riding home at break of dawn
our spirit may permit 
but summer days freeze from her kiss

beware beauty
beware beauty, ever fair
eyes hushed amid the flame,
from ash arise, she’ll bathe our sins
mothers fertile land, anew our kin. 
till beauty rocks her slumber old –
beware beauty, ice cold.