For a long time, I’d been lost in a miry dew,
Only and simply chafed to love you.
A burning flowers’ army surrounded me,
Watered by a rain of desires, abundantly.
I tried stubbornly to breathe your scent,
When the starry night is lenient.
I hated my own reflexion in your blue oceans
Violently ravaged by a storm of changing emotions.
A land where it is prohibited to see a hopeful dove,
A land where Mischief is mixed up in Love.
The mirth unable to bud in my heart, I decided,
After having, from your indifference, so much suffered,
To regain my cocoon of loneliness,
To be able to be reborn in happiness.
Even though now I shiver when I hear your name,
My life, in the future, will never be the same.
