The trumpets
The trumpets
The angels on high
Two globes
Green and golden
Reflecting the sky
They're sad
They're sweet
They're shining
Seductive
Make me glad
And I reap
From them joy
Uncorrupted
They are pearls
Flashing green
Dark and deep
Are thier oceans
Watch them swirl
Watch them gleam
These two mystic love potions