The poem shows the cry sublime. The poem shows the cry sublime.
Only if I could imagine my life with her, When her heart gets sublime into my heart. Only if I could imagine my life with her, When her heart gets sublime into my...
I am words 'unworth, unbecoming of a poet I am words 'unworth, unbecoming of a poet
And taste the true essence of our existence, oh so sublime! And taste the true essence of our existence, oh so sublime!
She was like floating music, Talking to her was sublimity. She was like floating music, Talking to her was sublimity.
Your sacrifice to the only God That bargains with gnarled bones And grants peace Your sacrifice to the only God That bargains with gnarled bones And grants peace