Once I was a flower, fair and large in shape Rainbow-winged the insects that from my chalice ate The rivers sang me hymns of beauty without end And jewel-breasted birds were enticed by my scent Then they cut the thread of all my emerald splendour And placed me in her hair to mingle with her grandeur That night she passed away, I know not how she died I had hoped to share with her eternal night But a strange wind entered Spreading my leaves dead Scattering them in ruin on Her cold death bed Yet my ghost remained like a faint perfume I do now haunt her grave, her silent chamber's Gloom to stay with her forever like a faint perfume