Such are lovers more than grace can seem
The pictures of the immaculate
Even their heaven bows to this earth
The fairest, beautiful and withered
Not even nature's own shapes can imagine
Shameless and splendid with youth
The winds now blow with feathers
And tomorrow I wer them
How the trees bow to subtlety
And eden has fathered their souls
Savour the nights for rain
Your impetus has left me sha...
With grace my mother can you play the harp
Like an angel to a saint
I feel so lonely the loved falling far from grasp
Dei gratia,
heal the wounds that cut so deep
To never cease feeling such misery, so real
To utter with a lisp, so subtle
Ab initio ad finem
I kiss your forehead
You clasp to my palms
The uterus from which gave birth
Stares withered and sopine
Hide the cries you so hear
Strippin...
If the groove fits your desire
Then let it take you a little bit higher
I see we?ve finally found the groove
The kind of groove that's gonna make you move
And if you're feelin' what I feel
I'll bet you know that the groove is real
Hold on, don't let go
Hold on, take it slow
And if the groove fits your desire
Let it take you a little bit higher
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hey
Everybody's groovin...
O never a breath to hold me
Silent is the unstrung harps in play
The laying of wedding sheets down
Envy the masters of my passions
Shape me,
I am as wet as a widow's eye
A youth before my sight
Lays naked through this earth
So with nature's gentle bosoms forgot
Our age like winters bare
Sisters, brothers of heavenly touch
Flatter to passing fairs
Gather their scarlet ornaments
As passions like...
The fear, passing faith, death upon my knees
The tears from your eyes, shadows that sign
I hold the earth within my hands,
O take the beauty that glimpsed you first
Thrash the world within your shores
It's in your arms that I die
Turn your eyes towards my sympathy
O be my thoughts to dance the earth with me
Take my hand as if it was yours and see
The glimpse of dreams your oceans bring
I hold ...
In graceful dance of ever, as fountains have towered above me
The days of celebration and that of the foul lake
Fathers of the knell...
...burn up the sun
And pluck me from my ripeness
As passion dies
As love itself has failed
And unto the earth we thrive
Of acorns that gather and cradle to kindest of ears
Even they are judged to a wintertide...
...judged by sorrow days
Through windows of sunk...
Inbossom my head forth, lead me into silent poetry
Wretchedness leaves my eyes desired
As labouring claims those golden hairs
Come appetise my tongue to heavenly moistures
Do lend a breast to gaze upon
Have in summers past all pleasures
Or be them winded in my forehead fill your dowry needs
Sleepless the sound of crashing waves
Make thyself aroused to a flood of tears
In streaks of day, when o...
The grief that lies bleeding in me
No less in pity than in glory
O creatures that are dearest to me...
...put on your crowns
I look into the sky and dream of oceans that are vast
O go to them, it is the vow of mine...
...danger lies ahead
With you my sensual queen of natural conception
That your hands find the eiderdown hard
Body of heavenly picture and flower
It is you that holds the secret t...