(1)
You're the rose in the heart of a summery winter,
All the roses of the world have died... except you.
How can I resist the shimmering magic of the waves in your petals?
A wave.. or a tree.. creeping towards me??
The night is dense by the sea,
And I plunge into the darkness of this moon,
Specters are dancing over the sand,
The lovers have departed... to the stone forests,
They left... a trembling hand,
A wilted eye...
A heart that doesn't rejuvenate,
They left the rose of my soul...
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Dead...
In a ceramic vessel.
(2)
The black rain exploded,
The shores of joy are lost
In the heart of the rose,
And her lips vanished,
From which spring does my death advance towards me??
From which autumn...
Did the ghosts of time come??
This night is not like the clarity of the past night,
Do your eyes console me now..?
Shed your clay...
Your thorns, and your longing,
Shroud me... my wave...
My coffin... what the lovers left on the sand...
So come, rose of my heart,
Sleep in the handle of my soul,
Melt... and emanate,
Melt... and emanate,
For I am ascending...
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Ascending...
Ascending.
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