I'll vouch for the best..Who knows what tidings he brings, when he sweeps across the streetI should have shut my doors..What harsh fangs does he have?Who is keeping it without care for the master?Who loves and regards not the night…Who hears the good music and scorns the silliest viols? Who is keeping his goods with… Continue reading Who chose love.
Separate ways when roads turn dusty on past memories…The severed bonds of friendship.The lover's eye and its expectationsSecret untold.Promised loves and their golden halls.Belongings of old with their good whispers.Children of light and their shared glories from the world's ends.
The day I want across the riverWhen I looked, it was the guardian angel.Wings blue and face sheen. She thought I was a lost creature.But it was only a good circumstance.Unmoor the night…Let me find solace. Yes, so shall I be.Some would run awayOh my fair friend. Where is solace?I'll marry you…When I sell all… Continue reading The day I want across the river.
She held fire in her hand. There on the hill they buried the fallen soldiers. Some power to trash. The ghosts they say haunt the night. He was buried the eve of Christmas. So a canticle and a recital became the better companion, as she drenched those flowers with tears.
The magicians thought so.Oh Lisa, so much for your dearer secrets.How true your time; every fair fly tinkles,but for lesser songs.Sing a song.May your heavenly bells ringOh Lady akin with the day.
Can love fathom it, the treasures you left for me?Forgive the hurt, for time holds the dearer secrets.
I fall by your love; it is wanton.If the rays will wake up my spirit.When I desired the heavens, I fell on your arms,and trusted you for the sacrifice of kindness.
Where it is stained blue on your shirt, my beloved Helen,there we'll lay our bed, and wishes will tend to heaven.'Say the secret words, my lover prince; I’ll tie you to my heart.''A song for a lover, a canticle for a dear choice.'
Here we are and the sun sheds its glory.Without doom or deathHow much fire shall fall?Let it cool off, the day is less.Doth the night fall?In your eyes I see tomorrow.Shall we kiss?Not so, because of the rainbow of our love.If it’s holly, flies come,because jealousy is the place of love;Our forth and bidding heartsThe… Continue reading Songs to Daniella.
Uncommitted affairWe bore separate flowers after all; none to hurt our youth.How sweet is pretenseEveryday was set to fading shadows.Golden bowls broken on golden shores–How shordy, how short.Lift the veil off my eyes and anoint it for years.He fought me like worshiping shadows,but did not know the secret on the way.
