Hodie te super me specto

Et lacrimae meis in venis lacrimant

Umbrosa cversus et nebulosa in corporibus dispergo

Nec te, Musa, occisa madefeci vultus

I overturned eons and I drank hourglasses

Inventing realities for amorphous gods

Disregarding the laws of the firmness of flesh

Until my ribs bled poetry

In an eternal return to the primordial ashes

I leave drops of time to wet my temples

To wash my loneliness and longing

Everything we wanted, we put it in an hourglass

Tied with rotten flowers of blood

In crimson withered flowers, crimson flowers of sigh

Drops of time wet my temples and flowers grew from your body

The silence slipping on your thighs

Caressing the flesh of your body

Show yourself my dead mistress

And kiss me with your rotten lips

Let me lose ourselves in heavens

Touched only by shadows

Your voice fondle my fingers

With the reckless of a blind muse

And in the silence alike a fading white

Words rise under your lip

Everything we wanted, we put it in an hourglass

Tied with rotten flowers of blood

Show yourself my dead mistress

And kiss me with your rotten lips

Let me lose ourselves in heavens

Touched only by shadows

And in my veins, even my tears are crying