I return
once again...

Eyes peer with guilt; beneath a tulle-net veil
her peevishness; steeped in silken black...

Upon a walk one moonlit night,
I saw a lady all draped in white...

The wolves of the sea
come hunting the shores...

(English into Latin)
Lingua de magnificenta vocalis, beatifico ec...

Liberate any languishing of loneliness
In our hearts and soul...

In times of fear, not all is clear
for tunnels bend, before they end...

Once again we make preparations for
an atypical situation...

A heavy smoker
succeeds and gives up smoking...

When romance becomes rare
not much love in the air...

The atmosphere congealed-
with his silent mood...

I long to smell the scent of pastures green
and hear the early song which breaks our day...