Letra de The Lady of Shalott (2004 Remaster HD)
On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye That clothe the wold and meet the sky And through the fields the road run by To many-towered CamelotAnd up and down the people go Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below The island of ShalottOnly reapers, reaping early In amongst the bearded barley Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly Flowing down to CamelotAnd by the moon the reaper's weary Piling sheaves in uplands airy Listening, whispers "'Tis the fairy The Lady of Shalott"There she weaves both night and day A magic web with colours gay She has heard a whisper say A curse is on her if she stay To look down to CamelotShe knows not what the curse may be And so she weaveth steadily And little other care hath she The Lady of ShalottA bow-shot from her bower-eaves He rode between the barley sheaves The sun came dazzling through the leaves And flamed upon the brazen greaves Of bold Sir LancelotA red-cross knight for ever kneel'd To a lady in his shield And sparkled on the yellow field Beside remote ShalottShe left the web, she left the loom She made three paces through the room She saw the water-lily bloom She saw the helmet and the plume She looked to CamelotOut flew the web and floated wide The mirror cracked from side to side "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of ShalottIn the stormy wind, stood straining The pale yellow woods were waning The broad stream in his banks complaining Heavily the low sky raining Over towered CamelotDown she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat And round about the prow she wrote The Lady of ShalottWho is this? And what is here? In the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer And they crossed themselves for fear The Knights at CamelotBut Lancelot mused a little space He said, "She has a lovely face God in his mercy lend her grace The Lady of Shalott"