作词 : Brian GB Stone
作曲 : Brian GB Stone
The sweetest sound: rain on leaves.
beautiful sight: Lady Swan's sleeves.
In my garden, from Persian lands,
precious gifts cupped in butter skin hands.
What is the world without you?
A pale wine,I cry,
a witches shawl that lifts, then flies.
Hearing trumpets;elephants in retreat.
I fire my palace, petals and ashes at my feet.