me thou hadst loved me.
Well I know that thou wouldst have loved me,
and the mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.
Ah ! I have kissed thy mouth, Jokanaan, I have kissed thy mouth.
There was a bitter taste on thy lips. Was it the taste of blood ?
But perchance it is the taste of love.
They say that love hath a bitter taste
But what of that ? what of that ?
I have kissed thy mouth, Jokanaan, I have kissed thy mouth.
Well I know that thou wouldst have loved me,
and the mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.
Ah ! I have kissed thy mouth, Jokanaan, I have kissed thy mouth.
There was a bitter taste on thy lips. Was it the taste of blood ?
But perchance it is the taste of love.
They say that love hath a bitter taste
But what of that ? what of that ?
I have kissed thy mouth, Jokanaan, I have kissed thy mouth.
