not by day
in the time of dream
your blue mist
those clouds you wear
that red of your lips
i had forgiven you
left you behind
but you talked

just like a little fish
fish on ground
fish by air
Not so close to me
not even desireable
my solitude drifts away
dragging my own self

The night opens like an ancient book
all the lovers sleep under a crimson moon
there is a dream that becomes another dream
hurt and joy begin to melt into multicolor scales
pain and faith dance the chant of life
all the music is a different obscurity

must bear the weight of the channels of the mind
dark voids of stars exploding like candles in the dark
all beauty is cold, I can smell her parfume
cosmic restlessness and radioactive corrotion
solar flares and pitchful black light of a tousand suns
time folds itself by the passing of the spirit of Death

we hear trumpets in the sky
hideous symphony of sickness
foul smell of nausea drags on the soil
strange and unpleasent hallutinations
fill with the Nature of psychotropic womb

and I can hear a lament faraway:
"O Lord, give me a sing, send me a message!"
but there was no response, there was no God listening
is life a labyrinth of equations and sequences?
just lost numbers and imaginary answers
Destiny is joking around, Luck has been dead for years.

I got drunk with your memories,
I passed away by remembering you
and I am here, next to a void,
near to fall, and never heal.
What have I done? Why am I here?
How could I let this happened to me?

But I believe you're not in here,
if I could feel a little touch,
it doesn't have to be your lovely hands,
but just your words, your little breath,
and let me fall. Falling asleep.
And forever fly across the stars.

I wander in the rain,
walking with no guide.
I never felt
like the way I am with you.
But I'm still here
and you are so afar.