Nothing but a shadow now
That cannot be seen by the eye
And others that never knew her
See not she passes by
And walks the fields of her youth
So different in her day
Where she lost in war the one she loved
And afterwords pined away.

Yes, a lovely corpse she made
Dead when young and in her prime
How cruel is it that God He says
That now it is their time.
But did she not upon her death
Meet her love on the other side
Whydoes she walk to meet him here
When both of them have died?
Lady shadow who walks unseen
Tous for prayers she calls
And we are blind to her pain
As she walks through our walls.