Sweet Sister Temperance - Rasputina

Sweet Sister Temperance

She of the Marble-hearted innocence

So eloquent in her mute despair-with two smooth bands of reddish hair

By some freak of fortune, she fainted while baking in the kitchen

Overturning all her airy schemes

For great and small and all that’s in-between;

For future happiness in a knot of blue field violets

For her glory and her power, which she found in her final hour

Great and small and all in-between

Sweet Sister Temperance

She of the Marble-hearted innocence

So eloquent in her mute despair-with two smooth bands of reddish hair

One can see the consequence of her endless, virtuous penitence

In a scarlet letter or a tender tear, in two smooth bands of reddish hair

«Poor defeated, I,» she cried, «Keep green my memory.»

«Poor defeated, I,» she cried, «Keep green my memory.»

We had just laid out the garden, handsome more so now than ever

An exquisite cleanness showing in the diamond squares

She kept us enraptured, gently captured by a tender emotion

Wild flowers growing.

We strode a moonlit path

In silent pairs.

(Chorus…)

Home is so far from Home