my black
feathered breast
unto comes o'er mast & sail
look upon a broken site
torn apart through wind & hail
lead me to the chaos of water
as i reveal myself to you
a fall from god is a blessing unknown
its rivers deep from which i drew
where is the burning city?
great naples
its kings alone
a hunger roared and reared
a fool suffers in rome
mon enfant
prends patience
bientot la nuit tombera
dors
si tu peux
et reve de pays merveilleux