That satanic streak
of tireless undressing...
There's a real beauty in the sky
And it's not the Mighty Sun...
In my garden
The soil is rich...
Tonight
the nectar will be spread...
Stone by stone you kill me.
Petal by petal I die...
She climbs fiercely into the open sky
pursued by five intense beasts and I...
The things which did not brother you,
like crossing the crowd unspoken...
Do you still remember that rainy day
when you held each raindrop...
The suns gleaming rays,
Brings back the memories of...
As the sun emerges,
Brightening the horizon...
Here
I stand...
...