Lyrics by T.S. Eliot (taken from "Prtrait Of A Lady")
Music by Amitai Vilk
lyrics
Now that lilacs are in bloom
*She has lilacs in her room
And twists one in her fingers while she talks
Ah, my friend you do not know
You do not know what life is
**You hold it in your hands
You let it flow from you
You let it flow
And youth is cruel and has no remorse
***And smiles that can't be seen
I smile of course and go on
* Originaly: She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
** Originaly: You who hold it in your hands
*** Originaly: And smiles at situations which it cannot see
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