Song - a poem by Dylan Thomas

Counselling With Coaching · Aug 19, 2022 · 1m

Song by Dylan Thomas Love me, not as the dreaming nurses My falling lungs, nor as the cypress In his age the lass's clay. Love me and lift your mask. Love me, not as the girls of heaven Their airy lovers, nor the mermaiden Her salty lovers in the sea. Love me and lift your mask. Love me, not as the ruffling pigeon The tops of trees, nor as the legion Of the gulls the lip of waves. Love me and lift your mask. Love me, as loves the mole his darkness And the timid deer the tigress: Hate and fear be your two loves. Love me and lift your mask. Music & vocals by Syeda Rahman