Life shadow,
thin appearance,
if there was human perfection,
i have found it...
I discovered the perefect,
in a distant city
in more distant country
I discovered the embodiment
of the ancient goddesses,
Perfect assembly of gentle grace,
mysterious beauty,
enigmatic nature.
Clash of dark secrets,
the heaviest pain,
sweet desires...
Eternal ideals,
perfect feminine structure.
My heart and soul together,
are too little for her beauty,
too low price for the lavish life
that radiates from her.
Life,
pure,
maybe not for her,
but for me,
eternal and full.
Mask,
makeup,
epic mystery,
magnet for my heart,
drug for my mind,
fortune for my eyes...
I want the secret of her eyes,
the gesticulations on her face,
the opium of her hair...
I want to have her,
to feel her,
to discover her mystery,
to conquer her pain...
to rule her every desire,
to explore all of her dreams...
It's like Pandora's box for my poor being,
begining and end of my fantasies and desires.
Ambrosia,
for the throbbing soul,
tattered by the winds of life.