Big eyes so blue look at you
crystal clear, lies they shear...

Across the winding streets
thoughts fly like paper sheets...

Big eyes so blue look at you
crystal clear, lies they shear...

Eclipsed, defeated the winter before spring now...
branches crowned with fresh growth in only a few...

Below the bluewhite skies
where long shadow lies...

When I think of these things,
that everyone must die, even kings...