Music

Pardon, Goddess of the Night

I don't believe in love. I never have, I never will.

See Me, Feel Me, Hear Me, Love Me, Touch Me

What's the meanest you can be to the one you claim to love?

Here we go again. Infatuation touches me just when I thought that it would end

I cram my square head in the round holes,but it's pointless trying

Éist le mo chroí, Go brónach a choích. Tá mé cailte gan tú

I don't know how to love you.

And by the grace of God go I into the great unknown.


W3C Wilbur Checked
James Tze-Ming Hsiao
email: hsiao@cis.ufl.edu
Comments, questions, and suggestions welcome