Then Scale By Scale, We Strip Off

I Like On The Table, When We're Speaking, The Light Of A Bottle Of Intelligent Wine.

In Your Eyes Of Mourning The Land Of Dreams Begins.

Tomorrow We Will Only Give Them A Leaf Of The Tree Of Our Love, A Leaf Which Will Fall On The Earth Like If It Had Been Made By Our Lips Like A Kiss Which Falls From Our Invincible Heights To Show The Fire And The Tenderness Of A True Love.

Take Bread Away From Me, If You Wish, Take Air Away, But Do Not Take From Me Your Laughter.

O Happy Childhood! Blessed Youth! But Once We Know Thy Potent Power; But Once We Live All Careless Free; No Cross To Mar Our Love-lit Bower.