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Rosy Star Tears From Heaven

(There are broken birds scattered over the white cliffs of Dover...)

Once I read and so I thought
Firstly the red dragon rises in the East

So I sat and still I thought
Then the white dragon rises from the North

I start to walk and my mind turns
Out of clouds a smokish dragon rises from the West

It seems to me the world is dying
Smiling teeth and black dragon rises in the South

Whilst rosy stars fall from heaven
Turn to starry roses in greening grasses
Burnt burning smiles lovers' tokens
Soft white breasts unveiling nature
My mother sighs my fater lies
With scattered pebbles dying horses
The moon is violet
Violent and vapourous
Seas of horses buildings tumble

Once I read and so I thought
Firstly the red dragon rises in the East

I shall move and still I'll think
Then the white dragon rises from the North

All this world is such a bind
Out of clouds a smokish dragon from the West

It seems to me people smile
Smiling teeth and black dragon rises in the South

Whilst rosy stars fall from heaven
Turn to starry roses in greening grasses
Burnt burning smiles lovers' tokens
Soft white breasts unveiling nature
My mother sighs my father lies
Scattered pebbles the world falls
The moon is violet violent and vapourous
Seas of horses part for me


Thomas Pretsch, pri@prism.franken.de