My Wine is Red
I, intoxicated by this unknown red wine,
Priceless and measured not,
This red wine!
My eyes seem to see unseen visions
Of life that never will exist,
Why?
Cos, it's just the effect of this foolish red wine.
Drunk, how can I judge myself?
Am drunk, the whole bottle gulped me down!
Its not me, its the red wine
And I a fool myself, I don't exist in reality.
Someday, which I never wish it to come
Or pardon me God! let me die instead,
If this red wine stops intoxicating me,
I wonder how life will be..
O this foolish red wine!