The night is a flame in which my hope burns;
staring at the stars, I wait for the shadows
tell me your secrets;
in the sky, quiet, a wedding procession.
It seems that Life and Death are united...!
Insinuating, whispers are heard
of the light that leans before the shadows.
Oh music, oh music of the shadows!
The wings of time sway with your rhythm,
hides the nostalgia in your solemn notes.
I hear the croaking of my foreboding,
like erratic crows, flying among the clouds.
Dramatic is the depth of this infinite night,
enigmatic voices from above reach me.
Without breaking the silence the curtains open...!
A soft light enters my bedroom,
caress my sheets, light my dreams.
Alone, the night and I ...! My love,
let's enjoy this brief
moment in which the darkness illumines us.
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