Stories

Now that you know stories of war
especially those to which you belong
and now that you heard lyrics of love
are you ready to go and promise your «no»?
now you’ve got your time:
which one will you tell?
which tale will you tell?
which one will you tell?
and friends who will all listen to yours
will rarely behold what you painfully won
and you can be sure no one will know
there’s no oil and no gold, but flowers of love
now you’ve got your time
give me delight as the night goes by
and there’s lingering light in your words
and we shine
which one will you tell?
which tale will you tell?