How life and death are
clinging on to each other...

The bitter taste of pain
glossing us...

She always dances
amid her skirt...

To be her Lover
you must rediscover...

O darling, o darling in this cage you’ll never...
There was a man...

Your breasts are
mountain haves of honey and zest...

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Tomorrow...

I left you
to stay with you...

I cannot live without you,
without you by my side, in my heart...

I saw your cold body,
I hugged your cold body...

You run upon the lavas of all your fears,
though...

All these roads are as the print of lashes
on his body...