Window

Once it’s clear then this will last forever
Isn’t a blissful frenzy condemning night
Nor is it a pain or simply candles glow
Dawn’s grey is the halflight long chased away
Having pressed the feeling through and through
This is mine, is mine because of you
No more cooling brow against the window pane
When the heavy mist has freed its rein
Having pressed the feeling through and through
This is mine, is mine because of you
A bird cries O but he laughed the rain
Wet my feathers too flying through this world
Flying through the world…