Things I love are aesthetic and elegant,
Silk gowns; tall, black, leather boots; diamonds on a silver chain
Even my hair twisted and pinned up in its own way.
Things I love are aesthetic and elegant,
The aging pine; dainty violets; shady ferns
Even thorny roses in their own way.
Things I love are aesthetic and elegant,
My silver trumpets; the music they make,
Even lazy jazz in its own way.
Things I love are aesthetic and elegant,
The rain splattering; the leaves shaking
Even the moon in its own way.