'Twas night in a garden enchanted,
As under the star-lit sky
We lingered amidst the sweet roses,
And whispered a soft good-bye.
I dream of your kiss divine,
And I know that your pure heart is mine.
You were just a poor common soldier
Off to a meaningless war.
Yes, war is devoid of meaning –
I didn't realize that before
You made me eat that rose
And the garden around us froze.
(Bildutmaning från Flickr: http://www.flickr.com/photos/brizzlebornandbred/12029710956/sizes/z/in/photostream/ )