I loved Theotormon,
And I was not ashamed;
I trembled in my virgin fears.
And I hid in Leutha’s vale!
I plucked Leutha’s Flower,
And I rose up from the vale;
But the terrible thunders tore
My virgin mantle in twain.
I loved Theotormon,
And I was not ashamed;
I trembled in my virgin fears.
And I hid in Leutha’s vale!
I plucked Leutha’s Flower,
And I rose up from the vale;
But the terrible thunders tore
My virgin mantle in twain.