In a cold passion,
I picture your face -
A ring of yellow carnations
Like the sun, so desirable
In its vicious brilliance,
Took all sight from my eyes.
In a cold passion,
I picture your face -
A ring of yellow carnations
Like the sun, so desirable
In its vicious brilliance,
Took all sight from my eyes.
You've blinded me so your darkness I pray to unknow.