So he stands in deathless watch, Seeing what he can never hold, Tormenting himself and burning his soul, Blaming none but one for his eternal torture, He who failed to guard his love, Who’s violent passing turned his heart to dust. Until time took pity on him And turned him to stone, So that he may watch over his love Until the stars are dead and time ended. You can see him still Standing over the grave of his love As she rests in his caring embrace of shadow His tears yet run in rivers down to the sea.