BALLAD FOR KENSIE GRAEME
Words: Shelley Rabinovitch
Music: "Mary O'Meara"
My Love was cut down, 'neath a far star, in battle.
St. Marie still rues that foul day!
A cowardly shot stopped his order-spawned wand'ring,
His blood soaked the ground where he lay;
A Dorsai was murdered that day.
My tearful good-byes as you boarded that starship
Drowned out the "Godspeed's" in the air.
I knew in my heart on that morn that we parted,
Your fate would lie somewhere out there.
My Love, did you know that I care?
No brave words can lessen my sorrowful mourning.
My face still burns from my hot tears.
I bid you adieu, Love, no more for to touch you.
I'll mourn for you seven long years,
And throw a red rose on your bier.
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