
I have known heat,
I have known cold.
This one flesh,
has listened to
your cries raised.
And felt your
drumline pulse.
So now, I interpret
the darkness.
What words should
I leave, so you are
happier than before –
and your pain
travels through me?
I have known heat,
I have known cold.
This one flesh,
has listened to
your cries raised.
And felt your
drumline pulse.
So now, I interpret
the darkness.
What words should
I leave, so you are
happier than before –
and your pain
travels through me?