You'll become an angelic vision
when I'll be won (and)... alone
pending on a thread of light already faded
that another dirty war will turn off...
A dead leaf does not hurt nature
I'm walking on the thorns of my skin
but your presence still gives me a little pleasure
when you close your eyes... and I regret my loves
I'll not steal excuses to the true love
thirsty and wide awake I wanted those hours
that you would deny for some cruel game
Yes... you would cover me when it cold
and... dark.