Fire sweeps out the blue......

Fire sweeps out the blue, 
Forgetting birthmarks given. 
The first time I sang about love, 
For the first time I give up. 

I was all - a neglected garden, 
It was zelie women and greedy. 
Lose one's attraction to drink and dance 
And lose their lives without looking back. 

I would just look at you, 
Seeing eye gold-brown slough, 
And so, the past is not loving, 
You could not get away to another. 

The pace of a gentle, light mill 
If you knew the stubborn heart, 
How can love bully, 
How can he be obedient. 

I'd forgotten forever taverns 
And to write poems I scored. 
If you let your hands 
And your hair color in autumn. 

I would follow you forever 
Though in his, though given the wrong ... 
The first time I sang about love, 
For the first time I give up.