As you are, my darling,
I live between madness and omission,
Between despair and poverty
And linger between the blood and destruction
as roses, all the time, I dream he kills me!   And
Whom shall I complain the time  To
That steals love from my memory?

Oh! My darling…..

O my magician lover, do not listen to him
And  stops at our wounds and those who do not  have but freedom
 That shining from the sky and your lips,
 And be beloved by poets and thinkers.


and repeat the melody  to live Stop ,

 thought  in self-being and is reflected in life  The
As you are my darling,  an substance;
It's name is Women's Love.    …… It's secret is Women's charm 


Then repeat the melody and proud of that:
You are the life and dew ,the intent and like
What was and will be
Mad mad or without. With

And elevate ...
To move with you up our buried love 
to exceed  the time which it's spread,

 in our memories, is haunted .