| It's impossible contemplate the sky. I carry in my eyes a sendal of tears! Gracile sparkles are the bonfire of Hell front of the fire which consumes me. The Paradise, for me, is a instant of peace. Farther than the limits of Earth, farther than Infinite limits, I sought Heaven and Hell. But a severe voice advised me: "Heaven and Hell are within you". My birth didn't bring any good to the world. My death will not decrease nor its splendour nor its grandiosity. Nobody could never explain me why I've came or why I'll leave. Silence, oh, my pain! Let me find a consolation. It's necessary that I live. Deaths don't have memory. And I desire see again my dear beloved. Why so much tenderness, so much softness at the beginning of our love? Why so much affection, so much care? And why today your only pleasure is tearing my heart?...Why? |
