Karsten Riedel
When I consider
From you have been absent
Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
Let me confess
Not from the stars
A woman's face
Mine eye hath played the painter
Is it for fear
Thus is his cheek
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
So is it not with me
O, how I faint
That thou hast her
Those pretty wrongs
The expense of spirit
Look in thy glass

Karsten Riedel, voix, piano et guitare
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