In the nudity of my unspoken thought
I kill myself in the supreme fires of love

Because I am a phoenix of morbid descent

I let myself go to the tears and to the smiles like in a sin
I unload the bricks of my soul
On the vault of the sky
In flying.
I am nothingness in enlarged description
With a harsh body of stolen idea
Out of me.

I so miss,
so miss,
The nostalgias of love
Which I haven`t buried in me
Since the century I`ve been
Unlonely of me
And lonely of you

And I haven`t reborn.