The Blue Trees - Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci

Oh lady fair

Oh how it felt when he saw you there

Oh traveling man

Searching love in your land

With sun beating down from above

What use is sun when you havn’t got love

Ruby’s and pearls oh how I treasure?

What use are they to a poor heart

In this world with palace and servants and gowns so fine

What use are they when you’ll never be mine

Oh traveling man

Oh how we felt when I saw you there

Lalalala