We may have a crown of laurels

Be adorned with eagle wings

But usually what that shines the most is

Precisely that goes unseen

We may have hieratic posture

And origin’s on the exergue

Precious flaws, but our real value

Always stays on the reverse

We are greedy for the unattainable

But we still squander our own

‘cause we always see perfection

Only in what is unknown

We could find solace in mercy

We could revel in revenge

But for us it's best to endure

Only what cannot be changed

We don't know which way to face

When the truth is changeable

We don’t know to which port we’re sailing

So no wind is favorable

We are fools who aimlessly wander

As if led by old blind men

But perhaps we’ll live forever

Because straying has no end

Can’t erase your real face – it shapes your worth on the reverse

Light a candle on a windowsill

Put on a guipure lace eye mask

Take your due, but don’t remind me:

“Bought loyalty can be bribed.”

Though some part of life’s diminished

Let your tassel earring wave

Pour the rosé wine and promise

That we’ll never meet again

Can’t erase your real face – it shapes your worth on the reverse