Father, father
Will you forgive me
If I should leave your garden?
I will miss the water lillies
White are still my sheets of linen
White is still my skin that I
Bathe in scents of memories
And of ”Joy” by Jean Patou

Father Father
Will you forget me
When I´ve crossed the seventh sea?
I will sink this boat, this canopic jar
To feel again the beating of your royal heart
Blood as pure as porcelain
Fills my loins and lungs
I´ll sink to the bottom
To the valley of the kings