Mechanical life

Although we are ill our bodies are ignored

The natural rhythms of life are dead and gone

We are mere machines,our hearts are sore.

No humans here theyve vanished everyone.

All is rational,technical and quick.

See the penicillin as it drips

See the patients lying with dry lips

There is no Dover beach,the world is sick

Every kind of sea will rise and fall

The. circulating blood has brhythmic flow

When rhythm has gone mechanics will appall.

The Nazi politicians flush and glow.

Cut your finger, see the red blood gleam.

Ask yourself, where is the living stream

Our eyes will melt and souls combine.

Down daisied fields, sweet grasses grow
Down these green fields, I know, I know.
In unploughed, fields where wild flowers blow
We’ll meet again, I Iove you so.

It was in the first soft summer light
I saw you standing, face so bright.
I saw you by the drystone wall.
I never doubted you at all.

When Meadows bright all bloom again
I know we’ll see you coming then.
in sunny fields where wildflowers hide
I know my love is by my side.

Oh,come, dear heart, do not delay.
We are not long till in the clay.
I’ll stand upon the beacon here
And never rest, till you are near.

When flowering buds all open wide
When bees to poppies swiftly glide.
When your dear heart is pressed to mine
Our eyes will melt and souls combine.

Oh, where are you, my dearest one
All too soon our lives are gone
I gaze across the fields and hills.
As sunset-sky with flames is filled.

When buttercups and celandine
Beckon to me in my dreams.
When apple blossom fills the tree
I believe, with love I’ll see.