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 Taste, Taste  bitter dreams,
 The emotions  spring from
 A dark sea full of 
 And cold thoughts
 
 Feel, Feel my  now
 Embracing your purity
 It'  the call
 To your innocence  friend
 
  Breath my only wish
 It is hiding form  eyes
 Red it's color,
 Like the one  passion
 
  Burn my dead soul,
 Blow  ashes in the wind
 Let the  to spread
 It's veils  more time
 
 See, See the  of misery approach
 Taking the  of your fears
 
 And the sun again  fading
 Burning every  I had for
 For your beliefs, for  holy
  of immortal happines
 
 And the moon  is rising
 Lighting my dark thougths of 
 Tears running  the idol,
 Cannot  the dead
 
 "I gaze at  ceiling plasterwork
 The  draw me in their dance
 My happiness, I think, would 
 A  of height
 
  humble art that lacks pretension,
  much too late I admit your teaching!
 Embossed dream, I shall come to 
 In vertical fashion"