The Fraser-Clark Power Duo - The Girl and Her Minister Lyrics

Adorned
Flowers in her hair
Among the woodland creatures
A girl without a care
Wreathed
Roses call to her
Around the circle of nature
She pets a wolf's fur
The child of passion
The minister of sin
His hand on his heart
She sees
Flighty
Flaunting a golden chain
Among the judging settlers
A girl that senses pain
Birdlike
The minister calls for her
Around the circle of sorrow
She kisses her father
The child of passion
The minister of sin
The joy on his face
She sees
Fatherless until his end
He claims her with his dying breath
All her life without a friend
Well, they both tried their bests
And the child is crying
And the minister is free
The relief in his heart
She sees