The sky is not perfumed with pity
This time.
The poet is looking for foundation, justice, fortune,
A liver that’s functioning adequately,
For you, this girl
To gentle be
A pastel morn.
Hafez original, Kevin 21st cent.
The sky is not perfumed with pity
This time.
The poet is looking for foundation, justice, fortune,
A liver that’s functioning adequately,
For you, this girl
To gentle be
A pastel morn.
Hafez original, Kevin 21st cent.