Do not rely on time or eternity,
that the clouds pull me by the dresses
that the winds drag me against my desire!
Hurry up, love, because tomorrow I die,
that tomorrow I die and I don't see you!
Do not linger so far, in such a secret place,
nacre of silence that the sea compresses,
the lip, limit of the absolute instant!
Hurry up, love, because tomorrow I die,
that tomorrow I die and I don't listen to you!
It appears to me now that I still recognize
the anemone open on your face
and around the walls the enemy wind...
Hurry up, love, because tomorrow I die,
that tomorrow I die and I don't tell you...
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