| White dove lay lifeless on a crown of thorns | |
| Beside a broken sword | |
| Whirlwind blew out a candle | |
| Heartrending cry | |
| Tears were streaming down her face | |
| Cold dread of death black cursed embrace | |
| An endless nightmare croacked on the brink of despair | |
| She felt she would die | |
| Her thoughts flew to his brave betrothed | |
| It was so long ago! | |
| Sweet loving eyes of thee so far from mine | |
| She felt she would die | |
| Sweetheart, my light cruel fate calls me to fight | |
| Sudden shadows fell on me | |
| Was the dream of white dove a message of thee? | |
| You may be wrong | |
| May he live long! | |
| How many winters | |
| What cold you suffered in the pale warmth of hope | |
| Gloomy icy blast from battlefront | |
| Blew his dumb ashes back to court | |
| Atropos broke fine thread of his life | |
| She felt she would die | |
| Calling from the highest hissing tower | |
| Corvine shades abducted her murdered soul | |
| Birds of ill omen stained the sky | |
| She felt she would die | |
| Jewel, my love the war is calling from above | |
| Sudden shadows fell on me | |
| Was the dream of white dove a message of thee? | |
| Was not only a dream | |
| Of suffocated beam | |
| Harmonic torment | |
| Tragedy masked in romantic dress | |
| The tower was calling...she climbed the stairs to breathe better the death | |
| ...and the heaven was bleeding | |
| She dressed in snow flickering as lily in storm | |
| Like a dove flew up | |
| E i cielo tinto nel rubino | |
| Stringeva al seno suo il muto giglio, | |
| Spenta la rosa nel viso candido bambino | |
| Ricamava la parca fatal il sigillo vermiglio, | |
| Igneo affluente del gentil ruscel diamante | |
| Dolce scivolava al freddo mar del pianto. | |
| Fragil ebbro d'amor libravasi lo spirto vagante, | |
| E la terra la bruma copriva d'incanto' |