If the Walls Have Ears

If the walls have ears They will hear of my tears Of a lost pride and embraces I speak of love but hatred has been My friend at the start of each day Listen to the sound words of a lost man In an unknown perfect road of love What business does a fowl have with the Grasses of the field when the grains Awaits him at the door step? I cry only for your sake, i weep In the cage when all has gone to bed I hope for that faithful glorious sabbath Morning on the altar when i will say i do to you If the walls have ears They will pick up the sound of my tears on the ground Your love made me blind Your beauty lifted my dreams positively on the other Phase where men are adored by the gods I speak always to the four corners of the walls They couldn't help me in any way but stare I love you but hate you for the punishment On my mortal soul.