You're so beautiful you make me cry
You're so wonderful you make me fly
You hold my hands, so soft and loving
Only you can make my sad heart sing
My black hair mingling with your locks of gold
Your blue, blue eyes so warm, never cold
You take me in your arms and hold me tight
Only you can let my heart take flight
Then I wake up and you're lost behind
Hidden in the recesses of my mind
Try as I may I cannot bring you back to me
A beautiful dream, elusive as dreams are wont to be
Thus quoth Joie at 6:57 PM
I was born of the desert
A flower of the sang
Queen of the Harem
Lover of the Sultan
But no more a rose
Of my people
All that died
The strangers came
The sands were washed
With the blood of men
The sky turned red
With tears for our deaths
They rose from beyond the dunes
They took all our land
Took away our jewels
Took away our men
Took away our lives
Took away our dreams
We had thousands
They had few
But our horses were no match
For their drills
We were beaten, we were chained
We were driven from our land
Did You witness the destruction
Did You cry, did You weep
Where were You? Where are You?
As our kingdom fell to ashes
Did You help, did You try
Where were You? Where are You?
I was born of the desert
A flower of the sand
Now a flower no more.
Thus quoth Joie at 8:51 PM
Not alive, yet not dead
A massive corpse
Or abandoned doll?
Why are you ugly
And why does your baby
Look so horrid?
The moon laughs
And casts her lovely eye.
The sisterhood of women
Is but a beautiful
Illusion.
In the cosmos of outerspace
And innerspace
And seed.
Seeds of life
Or death?
Thus quoth Joie at 8:18 PM
Se tu fossi nei miei occhi per un giorno
Vedresti la bellezza che piena d’allegria
Io trovo dentro gli occhi tuoi
E nearo se magia o lealta
Se tu fossi nel mio cuore per un giorno
Potreste avere un’idea
Di cio che sento io
Quando m’abbracci forte a te
E petto a petto, noi
Respiriamo insieme
Protagonista del tuo amor
Non so se sia magia
O lealta
Se tu fossi nella mia anima un giorno
Sapresti cosa sono in me
Che m’innamorai
Da quell’istante insieme a te
E cio che provo e
Solamente amore
-- Allesio De Sensi
Thus quoth Joie at 4:26 PM