Sofia, Poetry
Eurydice
What madness has lost us? Oh, I am low, Orpheus. I must go. Now twice they have forced me to leave you. My eyes are swimming and slowing my consciousness. Goodbye. I am taken away...
What madness has lost us? Oh, I am low, Orpheus. I must go. Now twice they have forced me to leave you. My eyes are swimming and slowing my consciousness. Goodbye. I am taken away...