Source: Unknown author, taken from "alt.romance" newsgroup
Would the hyacinth go swimming,
In a sea of emerald green?
If I told you of the meaning
Would you know, what I did mean?
Would you leave your fires burning?
Would you leave your running streams?
If the earth above were calling
Would you leave, and be my dream
All the stars above are screaming;
And the moon, is in decline;
And my heart, alone; is waiting
I beg you, be mine