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.
![](https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/7d/Pablo_Picasso%2C_1901%2C_Harlequin_and_his_Companion_%28Les_deux_saltimbanques%29%2C_oil_on_canvas%2C_73_x_60_cm%2C_Pushkin_Museum%2C_Moscow.jpg/164px-Pablo_Picasso%2C_1901%2C_Harlequin_and_his_Companion_%28Les_deux_saltimbanques%29%2C_oil_on_canvas%2C_73_x_60_cm%2C_Pushkin_Museum%2C_Moscow.jpg)
Pablo Picasso, Les deux saltimbanques
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