A reddish ark kissed by the sun...
It seems that sunset's burning the see
One never can tell where the see ends,
The ship of scarlet is drifting free.
Its masts are covered with a shroud,
To break the silence winds durst not...
One never can tell where dreams end
So do flow on, my scarlet God!
You'v patched the see with silver ripple
And pierced my mind... it's broken down,
The ship of scarle…
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