Into the deep gloom of my lonesome heart
The zenia casts the glance of its electric eye.
Its ruby-sprinkled inner sanctum
Opens for me and I espy
The ether of a second sky.
Eclipsed by its beauty, I burn like the sun
Till my kindled heart leaps from my chest
And the memory of my love returns.
Enthralled by the nectar of its gaze,
I blossom and sing to the birds
Who then repeat my song
And fly off from the linden tree
To travel far beyond the clouds
To share the song of the love-bringing zenia.
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