Games we play eternal 

Reflections in the faces

From our yesterdays 


Nero, the Devil himself

Is calling

As the snow outside is falling

As A songbook sings

Of ladies

Lovers quick and fast

Lady Nina goddess amongst them

My love for her will last,

As a shadow in a mirror

The lines across my face,

But in another’s smile there’s promise

Of better days to come

Laughter bright and hopeful 

Life’s great game is never said and done.