Watercolour, acrylic, ink, charcoal, chalk pastel on board.
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Saraband - Corpus Delicti

She sleeps in the river’s bed, drunk of her sadness
Her head’s a dwelling of deepest torment, of deepest lament
Caressing the water like ice, she shakes her head until
Her spirit finds the reason of her fright
The words you meant to tell will never be
You’re dreaming of violence the secret the ocean has to give
The evil hand hangs on your ship
"We're so different, when I'm cold and silent
You're setting a fire to dry your hearts"
They're jumping and dancing and loving and kissing on and on
They're dying and beating and hatred and sighing on and on
"I take back my trust in you, I take back my trust in you"

She swims in the river’s bed, possessed by her feelings
The moon fades in the gloomy expanse that drifts her naked skin
Caressing the water like marsh, she swings her hands until
Her body finds the reason of the thrill
The words you meant to tell will never be
You're diving in silence like a mermaid in a dreary sea
The evil hands inside of him
"We're so different, when I'm cold and silent
You're setting a fire to dry your heart"
They're jumping and dancing and loving and kissing on and on
They're dying and bleeding and hating and sighing on and on
"I take back my trust in you, I take back my trust in you"

She died in the river’s bed, drowned by her sorrow
The waves carried her body in shreds, her soul will follow
And the words he meant to tell will never be
He's diving with sadness in unknown, dark and spellbound seas.
The fading moon will shine on him
"We're so different, when I'm cold and silent
You're setting a fire to dry your heart"
They're jumping and dancing and loving and kissing on and on
They're dying and bleeding and hating and sighing on and on
"I take back my trust in you, I take back my trust in you
My trust in you My trust in you"