In the vagueness the stars tinge the never-ending sky

The moon wakes and enables her waves

And you rest on a foam-laden cliff

In a diadem of inebriated stars

 

O lonely rose enacting tears,

Dreams draped in sad suits of light

 

The butterfly implacable on freedom

Perches on the naked trees of winter

 

Abyss filled with life, Silence with sound

 

The nameless wind razes lighthouses

The incessant sea paves forests of flowers with sand

 

Here, you bring forth the only infinite love

In the form of blue crystals and thistles

Flowerless, flightless, full of life