I want to paint you poems full of fire, you who I do not know.
Now my mind is tested with love which twists and wavers from side to side and which some day soon you may see... I want you to cascade through ten thousand rainbows with me and dredge mountains from the sea: you who I now begin to know. But emotion is pent up inside, too scared of dying again to live, and meanwhile I must endure your red-copper hair screaming like a water-baby black eyes stare from my ceiling: you who I now truly know...
Now I cannot see too clearly and already my trellis stands bare... How can I break free of these overclinging arms which entwine and enfold me?... And reach to the clear blue sea? I want you to know, but how can I tell you? I want you to see but my own eyes are blind...
The Octopus now enfolds me, I know you too well...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
