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• Artiste: How Like A Winter
• Titre: Bescreen'd
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You can hide in my arms if the Sky unleashes his fury for He's betrayed in your heart lays my sight for all the things I've searched and looked for... My end belongs to your beginning my death will follow your blossom my eyes will seek your hands forever Oh thou, pale tulip of mine "What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night So stumblest on my counsel?" In Night I came to you or There were born our kisses and pleasures breathe so far from the Sun envious by the grace that shines in light of yours a sweet damnation fell on my breath Since then I can't but look for you wearing a mask of Night for There were born our dreams My end belongs to your beginning my death will follow your blossom my eyes will haunt your life forever... Our fields will be forever visible to no one that can't reach the light above us ... so dim... I hold within my fever your Eyes as pure as water Never I will chase Them in the Sun 'Cause Sun is only a vision a strange kind of illusion Night is the only mother we have Wait is my own father