A deep blue evening
Is wearing a reddish earring to impress
And smoking an inflorescence
Incense of chinaberry tree
And whispering quietly
Perhaps this time
Perhaps this time
How blue is the evening
How deep, only God knows
Why won't you surprise (me)
Plain and simple at the entrance
As if you're on the prowl, incessantly
To be quenched once more
To be quenched once more
All the blue, goes to the sadness
All the deep, there's no end to it
This time I wish
to fall upon a sword, to die over you
To die, to die over you
In remembrance of an evening that will not reoccur
A deep blue evening
Is wearing a moon-shaped earring
Just stand at the entrance
Without notice
As if you're on the prowl
To be quenched once more
To be quenched once more
All the blue, goes to the sadness
All the deep, there's no end to it
This time I wish
to fall upon a sword, to die over you
To die, to die over you
In remembrance of an evening that will not reoccur
Just stand at the entrance...
As if you're on the prowl...
All the blue, goes to the sadness
All the deep, there's no end to it
This time I wish
to fall upon a sword, to die over you
To die, to die over you
In remembrance of an evening that will not reoccur
This time I wish...
to fall upon a sword...
To die, to die over you...
Ay, to die over you...
This time I wish...
to fall upon a sword...
To die, to die over you...
This time I wish
I wish, this time
to die over you...
To die, to die over you...