Luis Alberto Spinetta
Omens of Love
To love I have lost all that is self my
Memories have made
The storm now subsides casting my fate
Inside your soul
And these eyes are mine no more to seek
I pour myself in your virgin veins
Now all that I see is through a passions pain
Cause I’m all hung over you
I’m losing myself loving you
Your wine is the blood that drunken my
Heart with omens of love
And now that I’m you woman I fear that
You’re not I
Oh true love is so sublime and so blue
The storm has passed deep inside of me
Crushed by the calm of my insecurity
Cause I’m all hung up over you
I’m losing myself over you