Rain inside my body
From the acid of eternal sorrow
And the earth embraces me:
Weep for me, my son.
The black flower of my Universal says:
squeeze Morning tears
In the mud of the earth

There are still remnants of proposed joy
Tucked behind the balconies of a pink dream
There are still the dances of the villagers
The dawn of the lavender fields
The sound of the flute
The flutter of the bird
And there's the legendary love
...will be born after me.