Tchaikovsky, lover my
I can taste your embers
On my tongue and on my mind
Your lover remembers
Cold days and torrid nights
Full of lustful motions
Since your death I keep my heart
Pure of all emotions
I sigh--and dream
I pray--and scream
For you, my love, I swear
Oh, I'd die for one more night with you
Tchaikovsky, darling my
I can feel your presence
Hear your words within my ears
Begging for acceptance
The songs that you wrote
They spiral in layers
Delivered on time
And sacred like prayers, now see
Your genius of tone
Your palate of mystery
They serve to remind me
How deeply you miss me
I sigh--and dream
I pray--and scream
For you, my love, I swear
I'd die
I sigh, and dream
I beg, and dream
For you, my love, I swear: oh
I'd die for one more night with you