Our hearts were drunk with a beauty Our eyes could never see.

We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.

Our hearts were drunk with a beauty Our eyes could never see

Time's bitter flood will rise,Your beauty perish and be lostFor all eyes but these eyes.

Peace was declared, but not all of us were drunk with joy or stricken blind.

Where is there beauty when you see deprivation and starvation?