Give me the echoes of the steps
Walking solemnly through the corridors of heart
In the last autumn of your love
Give me the magic of the Tarot card.
Give me the boat which never leaves the shore
Give me the wisdom of a Buddhist monk
In the last minute of your love
The desperation of the hopes which sunk.
Give me the scent of the ethereal kiss
Give me the glamour hidden in piano keys
In the last second of your love
Give me the majesty of tropic trees.