China Roses
Who can tell me if we have heaven,Who can say the way it should be.Moonlight holly, the Sappho Comet,Angel tears below a tree.
You talk of the break of morningAs you view the new aurora,Cloud in crimson, the key of heaven,One love carved in acajou.
One told me of China Roses,One a Thousand Nights and One Night,Earth's last picture, the end of evening,Hue of indigo and blue.
A new moon leads me toWoods of dreams and I follow.A new world waits for me.My dream, my way.
I know that if I have heavenThere is nothing to desire.Rain and river, a world of wonderMay be paradise to me.