Marc Almond - Incestuous Love

My love, my sweet, my king
My child whom I adore
My love, my sweet, my law
My other self
You are the setting sun
Fallen to the ground
You are my final spring
My God, how I love you

I've already made my way
I went towards silence
With such impudence
I wanted no one no more
I hurried into autumn
My final autumn, perhaps
I desired nothing no more
But like a miracle
You came into my light

And you, my love, my king Breaking my frontiers
But you, my setting sun
My sky, my ground
You gave me all your years
From your heart
You are my final spring
My God, how I love you

I always thought that love
That the most beautiful love
Was one that's incestuous
There was in your eyes
There was in your eyes
A luminous tenderness
You wanted us to live
The most beautiful love
Love the most beautiful

I reopened my house
My large windows