Haus Arafna Part Of Fortune
Shall I find you?
Shall I have you?
Shall I love you?
The Moon in your Hands.
Your Eyes are Stars,
Shining with Delight.
Allright.
Tonight.
Shall I find you?
Shall I have you?
Shall I love you?
Sun inside your Heart.
Your Hair is made of Flames,
Burning my Despair
With Care.
Out There.
I shall find you.
I shall have you.
I shall love you.
Pure in your Soul.
The World in your Mouth,
To spit it into the Crowd.
No Doupt.
It will never be find.
