[Nicholas]
My heart pleads with thee,
Pleads with thee,
Pleads with thee
In vain.
For a mortal soul,
A treasure trove,
You wish me not to gain.

To know the sun's sweet fire,
To feel the Hunger dim;
The Beast restrained on byre,
God's grace replace my sin.

These are my heart's desire
--my coin in Fountain Blue;
A hope that does not tire,
My dream I share with you.

[Janette]
My eyes plead with thee,
Plead with thee,
Plead with thee
In vain.
For a mortal soul,
such garment gained,
Will not but bring you pain.

Your eyes aglow with fire
--I would not see them dim;
Nor see you on the byre,
Because you think you sin.

This is my heart's desire,
My Knight with eyes of blue,
That of this dream you'll tire,
And love what which is you.

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