Flora's secret

Тайна Флоры
Lovers in the long grass 
look above them, 
only they can see 
where the clouds are going, 
only to discover 
dust and sunlight 
ever make the sky so blue. 

Afternoon is hazy, 
river flowing,
all around the sounds 
moving closer to them, 
telling them the story 
told by flora,
dreams they never knew. 

Silver willows, 
tears from Persia, 
those [bad word] 
from a far-off island, 
Winter chanterelle lies 
under cover,
Glory-of-the-sun in blue. 

Some they know as passion, 
some as freedom, 
some they know as love 
and the way it leaves them, 
Summer snowflake 
for a season
when the sky above is blue, 
when the sky above is blue. 

Lying in the long grass 
close beside her 
giving her the name 
of the one the moon loves, 
this will be the day she 
will remember 
when she knew his heart was 

loving in the long grass 
close beside her 
whispering of love 
and the way it leaves them 
lying in the long grass 
in the sunlight, 
they believe it's [bad word] love,
and from all around them
flora's secret 
telling them of love 
and the way it breathes and 
looking up from eyes of amaranthine
they can see the sky is blue, 
knowing that their love is [bad word]  
dreams they never knew, 
and the sky above is blue.