But listen,
I am warning youI'm living for the very last time.
Not as a swallow, nor a maple,
Not as a reed, nor as a star,
Not as spring water,
Nor as the toll of bells…Will I return to trouble
Nor will I vex their dreams
With my insatiable moans.
But listen,
I am warning youI'm living for the very last time.
Not as a swallow, nor a maple,
Not as a reed, nor as a star,
Not as spring water,
Nor as the toll of bells…Will I return to trouble
Nor will I vex their dreams
With my insatiable moans.