Life leaves a bitter taste, And Beauty's face cannot wear its bloom for ever. Even the flowers of spring fear sudden frost. Dreamflowers of spring fear sudden frost. A moonlit dream lingers long. Flowerscents befuddle like heady wine.
Honeybees hum loudly on the flowers.
A gentle breeze wafts warmly through the windows. A sunlit dream is full of joy. In the graveyard not a sound is heard. The lamplight glimmers blue through the mist. Clay figures and horses stand guard on every side.