-Another song of mine. From some time ago...
A little wild ray of light inside the cool flowers of ink;
pours burning love beautiful as snow;
lies in wait! Star which is melting away!
In the wine of daylight by the wave.
- its coolness on my feet, the beads of their loves.
In a slumbering alder hemmed in by chimaeras.
- from violet forests: where the stars are sleeping.
Lying in her long veils, on the calm black water
embroidered with black moss her great veils rising
mount in my soul but endless;
I cared nothing for all, hurled of the hulks hurricane,
of sour apples pale-eyed realize in antique dramas
the scented twilight, devoured by vermin