As dusk embraces the sky
grieving images draw closer...

It is time,
My Beautiful Queen...

Oh unfolding Beloved!
Let the azure rays of my prismatic soul...

Let it flow
Today the luminous veil of Helplessness...

Oh let this drowning plea strike heaven's azure...
And into my fervent eyes draw her charming face...

Silent snow tumbling
White whispers rest in stillness...

There is no solace
neither in Heaven nor in Hell my beautiful Love...

Life,
is an underwater moonlight...

Love,
is the purest surrender...

Resting on his cane
he smells her scarf once again...

Each evaporating night
is drenched by an unquenchable thirst...

So tell me, is it really a crime
If I do not wish to rhyme...