I have come to swim
In your red veins again;
The song is silent
Among the twisted shadows.
Do not try to disturb the intensity
By following the common sounds;
The love will be more honest
If you let your feelings go.
A god's mirror is made to be reborn
In which a goblet's fire isn't enough
To change your soul!
Words may fly
Around the dark crowd,
But the feather that writes the truth
Will give you the pleasure to live
A joyful night like this!