When the summer is fast* The bruise will be slow That's when I fell in love With my winter rose And it felt just like An angel that came Like a magic light Like a little flame Signs will fall to us When the point brakes through
There's no kindest words Than the blistering truth People call for love When it's almost too much It's the faceless shame That you cannot touch If you say you love me Then I ever owe you When you are full of bee Then I have my eye on you