Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up.
When pain ends, gain ends too.
O woman-country! wooed not wed, Loved all the more by earth's male-lands, Laid to their hearts instead.
Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.
Must in death your daylight finish? My sun sets to rise again.