Eyes are tender, cold and blue,
That’s my boy, you Black Brew,
Crushing a stone, unlike you,
Let’s go, wear your shoe.
Walk by the road, don’t you bark,
Catch your bone, that of a lark,
I tame you, bright and dark,
For each day, you lead…
Chimes away and lights so dark,
Is this the way I should draw the arc,
Wandering lonely in a empty park,
Is that I need a lovely spark?
Trees blush as the breeze make a pass,
Seeing the roses that are best of the mass,
As I leave the gate…