How sad it seems this day without you but I can take it lover of bitter sobs and sweet in the same time because I still hope that by irony you are already mine and only I don’t know, only I can’t see, only I can’t feel, only I ignore… what can be tougher lover of ashes then to know you and not to be able to recognize you… to have forgotten you in my dreams and dusty thoughts or full of mud… of pain.
Alone and shapeless… free… set free from I don’t know what… perhaps from love or from the hate in the world…
Legs of stone why won’t you let me rise at him, to run towards love, to dream happiness and not pain… insane nature… hate me if you want but don’t chain me and don’t bind me with the liana of misery to the deaf and dumb world… don’t create the light that blinds the happiness…
Pieces of me are shattering under the light… such blind pain of me and empty… of lack and absent presence in the door of pain that leads to him, lover of fire that bites from me with teeth of oblivion and hopes that I will die for me in us…
But what do I know about love, lover of frost that you forget me in the dream of howl that hurts inside the one that never comes or perhaps has passed…
Crystal phantasms and lucent light of lunatic moon that forgets about us…lover of tears and harsh heart.
Farewell lover, I deny you with silence, you will be perhaps forever but I turn around… to the world of sleep and oblivion… and only then, when the night will cry, you will know about the lover uncrossed because of the lack of peace and too much string… was hanged the poor fool with her head down under the night with full moon… my sins will be washed away because the world doesn’t know but forgets of the poor lover overturned on rocks of smoke that eat the flesh and leave the rope that once had been the liana of the cruel nature that screams inside us…
It is eating you lover of eternal indifference but would you forgive me if I were to confess that I only want you to feel me the way I am, how I was and never will be… it’s time for me to grow lover of innocence, to rive the rope that unites the air with the earth, to fall on the ground in the vivid pain and to breathe with my head up, overthrown by love and not pain…
That’s it… love.