How long has it been since I trod this ruddy soil? Since I flew above the fields of rapeseed oil A runaway gargoyle The daffodils on the hill will illume Forevermore here among the broken tombs A Narcissi perfume
Hear me now, Mary Run on the cobblestone Up to the bottleneck No, nevermore to roam Sweet flesh is on the bone
Hear me now, Mary Run on the cobblestone Up to the bottleneck No, nevermore to roam Sweet flesh is on the bone
I hear you, Mary High upon the hill I hear your hammer Striking on the bell Hear me now, Mary Run on the cobblestone Up to the bottleneck No, nevermore to roam Sweet flesh is on the bone
