Souls that bloom all of my being
and shines as it pours out my remembrance
Supreme silence
Listening to the swans songs,
in a deep sleep Into within I long to dream,
every night
By the moonlight that reflects, deep inside of me
all of magestic agony, that moves me
I lose myself inside its eyes sweet tears
Oh, sadness spread upon me
The sprout of poems
that speak of you
