Philosophical and romantic thoughts.
Wine! You attempt to intoxicate realities in vain.
However they are sober inside their trains.
Wine! Do recognize me in my pomegranate dress!
The pomegranate seeds are chasing my rains.
I am a picture on a white page.
Only a true love's force can change my address.
Wine! An intoxicated brain can be sober again.
An intoxicated heart is a wandering sail.
Realities! Do you recognize me in my pomegranate dress?
Oh, no, this dress is not newly made.
It may be exactly of the world's age.
Realities! Don't attempt to taste my pomegranate dress!
It gives me its wine to intoxicate.