But Learn This Custom From The Flower:

Loosen The Bonds Of Avarice From Your Hands And Neck.

Birdsong Brings Relief To My Longing. I Am Just As Ecstatic As They Are, But With Nothing To Say.

I Didn't Come Here Of My Own Accord, And I Can't Leave That Way. Whoever Brought Me Here Will Have To Take Me Home.

Love Rushed Into My Veins Emptying Me Of Myself. Now Filled With The Beloved My Only Possession Is My Name.

The Wine Of This Fleeting World Caused Your Head To Ache.