I don't know who you are. I love you. I don't give away thorns, and I don't sell them. I repaid vileness with doves. And in the name of my ever-changing love I proclaim a purity.
Death is only the stone of oblivion.
I love you, on your lips I kiss happiness itself. Let's gather firewood. We'll light a fire on the mountain. Fondle me a while. The village where I was born was beautiful too Now tell me of the place where you were born Tell me a while.