The Swaying Poppy

The wind it blows so harshly on my eyes,
(Thus whined the boy with wavelets on his hair)
I cannot see the sun before it dies,
Nor can I see my willow anywhere.

The wind it makes my eyes shed tears so strange,
That I know not the woes that make me weep.
My heart it rests so still it doth but sleep,
And never sways to feel the tides that change...

Thus whined the boy with wavelets on his hair
As he walked mid the willows by the sea,
And hoped to find his own tree in the haze...

Young Hippasus, who also wandered there,
Said: "come and see your willow! Can't you see
Your willow is a poppy: how it sways!"

Chamber Music for Golden Hair

Bright stars shine on my new best friend,
My dreams came to a bitter end.
Hearts do shiver and sharply trend.
Mine shall never seem to wander freely.
I have wondered so yearnfully
Why this grief means so much to me,
Why all withers and I can't see
Blossoms bearing dew before they burn.
She smiles and wavers,
And feels I must learn
That all tides shall turn
And fade away.

No dark clouds over Goldenhair
Heard her singing a merry air.
I see her eyes blazing everywhere,
Blazing with the sunlight of her laughter...
I will long like the deepest sea,
Wonder ever so yearnfully,
Shed all tears that may grow in me...
Lull myself to sleep beneath the sun,
And always waver...
Will I ever learn
That all tides must turn
And fade away?

Oneiric Song

Night is grey
As every silent chord I play.
Every night
I close my eyes and dim all lights.
Deep inside a hurricane,
Howling winds, the pouring rain
Streams in.

Night is long,
But not enough to sing my song.
Silence grows
As my imagination flows.
Let me touch your blazing hair,
All is bliss that's shining there
Tonight.

Dawn is blue,
A thousand blue rays streaming through.
In a daze
I saw the fair lines of your face.
Bustle fills the break of dawn,
Just my dreams still linger on
Alight.

Morning Dew

Last night I slept with a thorny
Rose-tree bough above my head,
And the moonlight, through the deep night,
Brought me languid dreams toward my starlit bed.
It hurts so much, the silver touch of this morning dew
That I cried for you all night...
While you were in a cloudless dream
With your lover sleeping over you.

Leaves pour like gold, I'm trembling
And it's raining in my soul.
The breezes from the river
Drench my heart and make me shiver.
I dreamed of you in shades of blue,
And I'm drowning in my love.
At dawn you lie with peaceful eyes
And your lover sleeping over you.

I lulled my heart to sleep inside
The sweet nepenthe of my dreams:
Brief cure for a long woe,
Still everything's as broken as it seems.
Dreams fade away, vague shades of grey,
Through our purple canopy.
I'm back in me, surprised to be
Your lover lying over you.

Don't Follow Lea

Lea shakes her rubid mane
Like a lion in a cage.
In her eyes, fierce desperation,
Bluish flames of glancing rage.

Lea's hands, like varnished razors,
Scare my eyes uncannily.
Should I let her curse my life?
Should I set this lion free?

Off she goes, white clouds behind her,
Sunlight beaming on her face.
I don't think I'll ever find her
Once she finds a better place.

Hear my words, don't follow Lea,
Let her roar into the light,
I believe the sun goes with her,
For the sun is shining bright.

Fallen Star

Broken leaves on the ground where you once roamed,
On the top of a hill there's a windmill.
Cherished lights that were dimmed when the wind blew:
All the dreams that have died on my pillow.
Dead star, you're a dead star in a dead night.
Sleep, my fallen star.

You still make me cry as my eyes glimpse the sky,
For I'm wondering why you have left me.
I fell from a tree, that was laden with glee,
That I saw in a dream cold and dreary.
Dead star, you're a dead star in a dead night.
Sleep, my fallen star.

Far from Me

When the air you breathe is laden
with soft sighs
And the moon shines on your brow,
Keep your dreams inside a world
behind your eyes,
For the home that keeps you now
away from dimness
Will make you believe your love
is like an illness.
Close your eyes...

When your face reveals what goes on
in your heart
And your hands just can't keep still,
Hold your secret wishes in a world apart,
And let no one know your will,
and leave you weeping
With a heap of rags where once
your dreams were sleeping.
Close your mind...

When the ground becomes a rug
of broken leaves
And the breeze is harsh and fierce,
Foreign winds bring dazing rumours
through the trees,
And I'm broken down and cold,
And you're so far from me,
And the songs I sing are old.
And you're so above me...
Close my eyes...