Your head is resting on my shoulder
And your laying in my arms...

No rimes, no words, no nothing,
I am a failure on this world...

Darken streets you hold so many secrets,
Hunted by two shadows, by two lovers...

In all my life I have just dreamed,
To create a new machine...

In the knees I put my self,
In front of you, to venerate and dream upon...

A new day divides the thoughts of yesterday,
And all I'm hopping now to say...

You that I not understand although I now refuse…
You enigma of a genius's muse...

Quasar of the old Elysium field,
What lies behind your faithful seal...

For you o faithful reader…
In what way you judge this simply dreamer...

A dream made to disappear into the vague sensation...
A sentiment so profound that even the most...

Open your eyes and see the light.
Behold the destiny of my site...

How can we extend…?
Orisons that have no end...