THE MISSING
text by PHILIPPA BOYENS, translation by DAVID SALO
( OLD ENGLISH )
Héo næfre wacode dægréd
Tó bisig mid dægeweorcum
Ac oft héo wacode sunnanwanung
Thonne nihtciele créap geond móras
(( She never watched the morning rising
Too busy with the day's first chores.
But oft she would watch the sun's fading
As the cold of night crept across the moors. ))
And on thære hwíle
Héo dréag thá losinga
Ealra thinga the héo forléas.
Héo swá oft dréag hire sáwle sincende
Héo ne cúthe hire heortan lust.
(( And in that moment
She felt the loss
Of everything that had been missed.
So used to feeling the spirit sink
She had not felt her own heart's wish. ))