Blue
Blue as the sky,
Blue as the sky,
The heart sought by eye,
Flowers within a hand.
Music behold,
A love goes untold,
He withholds a golden band.
Never to say,
The words go astray,
Whenever she draws near.
Blue is the day,
When loves flies away,
For ne'er more than his fear.
Flowers within a hand.
Music behold,
A love goes untold,
He withholds a golden band.
Never to say,
The words go astray,
Whenever she draws near.
Blue is the day,
When loves flies away,
For ne'er more than his fear.
Pablo Picasso, Les deux saltimbanques
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