And the glasses were empty

and the bottle killed

And the bed was wide open

and the door closed

And all the glass stars

of happiness and of beauty

glittered in the dust

of the unswept room

And I was dead drunk

and I was on fire with joy

and you were live drunk

naked in my arms.

"Fiesta" - J. Prévert

And you sang "Sail to me, sail to me; Let me enfold you."

On the floating, shapeless oceans
I did all my best to smile
til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving into your eyes.

And you sang "Sail to me, sail to me;
Let me enfold you."

Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you here when I was full sail?

Now my foolish boat is leaning, broken love lost on your rocks.
For you sang, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow."
Oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow.
I'm as puzzled as a newborn child.
I'm as riddled as the tide.
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or shall I lie with death my bride?

Hear me sing: "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you."
"Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you."

"Song to the Siren" - This mortal coil