Kali
Mead
LYRICS
Over your house pours darkness, my windows fall,
stars bend it over the apple young.
tart in glasses sparkles golden mead,
over my gates silently stop, cold hearth.
The night quietly burned in the dark escape,
not know what to donate if they walk out the door.
apple fall color, bloom grass alive,
and breath of the waterfall hair you bay.
As I reached for the cup, it rang and broke,
good where we carry within us can not be bought.
With a smile sad delete from colorful picture
and lips eagerly sipped golden mead. (x3)