semi

Положи меня, как печать, на сердце твое, как перстень, на руку твою: ибо крепка, как смерть, любовь.
Песн. 8:6.


O ven! ama!
Eres alma,
Soy corazon.
Gwynplaine - to Dea, "L'homme qui rit", V. Hugo.


Нафанаил сказал ему: из Назарета может ли быть что доброе? Филипп говорит ему: пойди и посмотри.
Ин. 1:46


you're not eloise who drives her pierre crazy
and messes things up
bringing both them to death
with no ransom existed
you're bathsheba
whom to get
I just need to reach out my hand
and take you
and no one suffers
you're ruth who will follow me
wherever I go
what a rocky road may be
through fire and water
through storms and floods
you're rebekka who pours water
taken from abyss
onto me
purifying me
redeeming me
you're beatrix
a guiding light
when I'm lost in swamps
lost in catacombs
and I'm finding my way
from the clot of pain
through fire and water
through storms and floods
calling for eternal force
which keeps wandering
through space and time
through fire and water
through storms and floods
you're drunken fencing
with gauguin
the one which turns insane happy
never fails to do it again
set on fire, drown in water
pray for flood, raise a storm
how else can I show
no dimension can change
that you're mine
put you as a seal upon my heart
you're mine.