Who’s one, with whom she drinks from spring?
I miss her much, miss every thing.
Who’s one with whom sherbet of lust she drinks?
The doves of breasts of hers I miss, I miss her kiss.
To those who’ll kindly help my love to find
I’ll give up everything, surrender soul of mine.
Stars in the dungeon flash and sparkle bright,
I miss approaching it - no door, no steps there are!
In vain I soared among the clouds, could see no one,
To those who’ll kindly help my love to find
I’ll give up everything, surrender soul of mine.
To those who’ll kindly help my love to find
I’ll give up everything, surrender soul of mine.
To those who’ll kindly help my love to find
I’ll give up everything, surrender soul of mine.
Who’s one with whom she drinks from spring?
I miss her much, miss every thing.
To those who’ll kindly help my love to find
I’ll give up everything, surrender soul of mine.
To those who’ll kindly help my love to find
I’ll give up everything, surrender soul of mine.
I’ll give up everything, surrender soul of mine.
Comments (3)
reading this is good enough,
thank you for sharing. . .
by the way what form is this?
looks familiar or maybe i got it mixed up