I bleed for you, amber star

At the gates of dawn

I will bleed again until pale death

Takes me into its hands

And I am left on my own



The moon bleeds with me

None has what one wants

The sun never crowned the night

With the richness of its colours...



The passionate play of your fingers

They stir the waters we once knew

And the sun is too late again

To see me disappear in the rain



We all seek something

I never sought anything but this