When Fate Calls

When I am at rest,

My mind goes down below

All the pleasures they bestow

Unwelcome guests.

On a rock I rest 

The tide threatening

To take me

Where I know best.

At once I am called to that place so deep

With ease I have wept

A comfort where I slept.

Falling-

My way calling

To an endless turning

My soul surely burning

For when fate calls you

You go to certain misery.

Round and round

Floating and yearning

O my Dear!

O my Dear!

Gently falling

When I am at rest,

My mind goes down below

All the pleasures they bestow

Unwelcome guests.

My Own Version - O Death Rock Me Asleep

O Death rock me asleep.

Bring me to quiet rest.

Thou has mine heart to keep

A soothing wave in thine breast.

As I am to be

Fallen among the tide so smooth,

A lapping ride of lamenting ease

And comfort here to soothe.

O Death rock me asleep

Among the lonely deep,

And in my mind I pine within

A doleful rest begin.

My soul must fly

To places unknown

But yae I am flown!

For now I die

In places forlorn 

With songs which I adorn.

O Death rock me asleep

Quiet breath to keep

Under depths unknown

A soft repose

In death-

I sigh and rest

My weary breast.

O Death rock me asleep

Bring me to quiet rest.

Thou has mine heart to weep

A soothing wave in mine breast.