9 December 2007
Jag bär ditt hjärta
Jag bär det i mitt hjärta
Jag är aldrig utan det
Rosen du gav mig i fredags.
What I dream I had:
Pressed in organdy;
Clothed in crinoline of smoky burgundy;
Softer than the rain.
Stjärnor i dina ögon
I wandered empty streets
Down past the shop displays.
I heard cathedral bells
Tripping down the alley ways,
As I walked on.
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