i will flow away
to a world beyond
where you are not alone
like an old man does with ease!
to his native shore,
when the night is due.
an angel left alone
to a place of beauty fell.
i will always admire his wings!
and the long twilight
all my life,
you were always around
in this cold heart.
to a place of beauty fell,
he is my reflection
in the mirror,
the dark room,
the old picture on the desk.
but in his own way,
i have heard him say:
that you have given me life.
my heart;
no, i do not care,
that the dust descend;
my heart;
no, i do not care,
that the earth moves,
and the moon is full.
