My memory is a shadowy ghost
That I cannot dispel
Or a dark car driving me down
Unhappy streets I’d like to avoid.
...
Neither the sun at noon
Or the soft breeze at dusk
Nor the dizzying midnight moon
Is required when I see you smile,
...
Loneliness is a disease
That has attached itself to me,
I can’t shake it,
My face is pale gray
...
I’ve seen dark eyes
Of imminent oblivion,
I’ve felt the warm breath
Of the hounds of death
...
I gaze over the horizon,
I know that Amber is beyond my sky,
Childhood is sadness and grief
Pounding at the little door
...
The city streets
Cry for love
Like a stray puppy,
...
The world is drunken daisies
Staggering and singing
Happy songs in the sunlight.
...
Yellow moonlight
Falls softly
On garden stones;
I appreciate the love
...
Better to be
The servant of great men
Than the master
Of scoundrels;
...
Glorious night of desire,
A thousand dreams are spawned
Involving your dance-floor bracelets
And magical golden earrings
...