A White Flower

I forgot your face, I forgot the colour of clouds.
I remember the name and different sounds.
I'm afraid of roads and white-and-black lines.
I'm in love with wind and crazy flowing vines.
I forgot the world, I remember only sky-windows.
I will make the plane of dreams of fifty-year widows.
I will fly to the sky and I'll burn these stars
Which shine in the night and call me to the Mars.

I forgot your face, I forgot the world,
I forgot the place where my soul was sold.
I remember the day, I remember the hour.
I forgot what you'd said,
Only the name and a white flower.

I want only quick dreams, I want only smooth flights.
I see only black pictures, I see only white sights.
I'm afraid of gold and the every-hour through trains.
I'm in love with the sun and my light and selfish brains.
I forgot the world, I remember only sky-windows.
I will make the plane of dreams of fifty-year widows.
But I will stay on the Earth as I've forgotten the place
Where my soul was sold and... something else...

I forgot your face, I forgot the world,
I forgot the place where my soul was sold.
I remember the day, I remember the hour.
I forgot what you'd said,
Only the name and a white flower.