her voice
作词 : oscar wilde
作曲 : 정재일
Sweet
 there is nothing left to say
But this
 that love is never lost
Keen winter stabs the breasts of May
Whose crimson roses burst his frost

Ships tempest-tossed
Will find a harbour in some bay

And so we may.

And there is nothing left to do
But to kiss once again
 and part

Nay
 there is nothing we should rue

I have my beauty
 - you your Art

Nay
 do not start

One world was not enough for two
Like me and you