Song by Dylan Thomas

Love me, not as the dreaming nursesMy falling lungs, nor as the cypressIn his age the lass's clay.Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, not as the girls of heavenTheir airy lovers, nor the mermaidenHer salty lovers in the sea.Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, not as the ruffling pigeonThe tops of trees, nor as the legionOf the gulls the lip of waves.Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, as loves the mole his darknessAnd the timid deer the tigress:Hate and fear be your two loves.Love me and lift your mask.

Music & vocals by Syeda Rahman