Testo di Poems

Kayama Rain glistening On the silver birch, Like my lady's tears. Your turn. Manjiro Rain gathering, Winding into streams, Like the roads to boston. Your turn. Kayama Haze hovering, Like the whisper of the silk, As my lady kneels. Your turn. Manjiro Haze glittering, Like an echo of the lamps In the streets of boston. Your turn. Kayama Moon, I love her like the moon, Making jewels of the grass Where my lady walks, My lady wife. Manjiro Moon, I love her like the moon, Washing yesterday away As my lady does, America. Your turn. Kayama Wind murmuring. Is she murmuring for me Through her field of dreams? Your turn. Manjiro Wind muttering. Is she quarreling with me? Does she want me home? Your turn. Kayama I am no nightingale, But she hears the song I can sing to her, My lady wife. Manjiro I am no nightingale, But my song of her Could outsing the sea. America. Kayama Dawn flickering, Tracing shadows of the pines On my lady sleeping. Your turn. Manjiro Dawn brightening As she opens up her eyes, But it's i who come awake. Your turn. Kayama You go. Manjiro Your turn. Both Leaves, I love her like the leaves, Changing green to pink to gold, And the change is everything. Sun, I see her like the sun In the center of a pool, Sending ripples to the shore, Till my journey's end. Manjiro Your turn. Kayama Rain. Manjiro Haze. Kayama Moon. Manjiro Wind. Kayama Nightingale. Manjiro Dawn. Kayama Leaves. Manjiro Sun. Both End.