Thou Love has falen unto thee nxt day,
nor to be awaken before thy must pay,
for thy misty sky you canot see,
True eyes, true eyes thou shall see through me,
Until thee name what is need,
emptiness shal glimer upon thy darkened beater,
nor hapiness a'shined without thy true path.
Few words change thee,
sweltered on the tip of ourz tongue,
tho I'tz only said with shoutful whispers of truth upon thy ears its shall glister
nor to be awaken before thy must pay,
for thy misty sky you canot see,
True eyes, true eyes thou shall see through me,
Until thee name what is need,
emptiness shal glimer upon thy darkened beater,
nor hapiness a'shined without thy true path.
Few words change thee,
sweltered on the tip of ourz tongue,
tho I'tz only said with shoutful whispers of truth upon thy ears its shall glister