
Orpheus the Xenophobe
the tears stain life
have you cried so much
and now your eyes are dry
oh women
of Hellas?
there where your eyelids fell
cypresses flourish
and always on their tops
a bird

Orpheus the Xenophobe
the tears stain life
have you cried so much
and now your eyes are dry
oh women
of Hellas?
there where your eyelids fell
cypresses flourish
and always on their tops
a bird