Song by Dylan Thomas

Love me, not as the dreaming nurses

My falling lungs, nor as the cypress

In his age the lass's clay.

Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, not as the girls of heaven

Their airy lovers, nor the mermaiden

Her salty lovers in the sea.

Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, not as the ruffling pigeon

The tops of trees, nor as the legion

Of the gulls the lip of waves.

Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, as loves the mole his darkness

And the timid deer the tigress:

Hate and fear be your two loves.

Love me and lift your mask.

Music & vocals by Syeda Rahman