"You give me the pleasure of your eyes,
face, flesh as we pass..
when I sit alone or wake at night, alone
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again"
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And walks along with a parrot that talks
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in
Maybe she'll pick him out again how long must he wait
One more time for a simple twist of fate.
(Bob Dylan, Simple twist of fate)
BTW the picture is gorgeous !!
Another great image.
The transparent people, the colortone even the flares: