It's your bicycle bells   And your Rembrandt swells   You're children like   And still breathing   It's your look of loss   When you're coming across   Makes me feel like a thief   When you're bleeding      Duchess, Duchess   Light up your candles for me   Duchess, Duchess   Put all the love back in me      It's the Persian sea   Running through your veins   You shed your names   With the seasons   Still they all return   With there last remains   As they lay them before you   Like breezes      It's your shimmering dress   It says no   It says yes   It says i've nothing left for concealing   It's your shapeless flesh   And your old girl's grace   It's your young girl's face   That I'm breathing      Duchess, Duchess   Light up your candles for me   Duchess, Duchess   Put all the love back in me      I'm lying   She's crying