Under a short pale light,
Dancing and writhing without reasont
The life, impudent and cried.
Also, as soon as on the horizon
the voluptuous night rises,
soothing everything, even hunger,
erasing everything, even shame.
The young schoolboy says: "Finally" !!!
My mind, as my vertebrae is coming to rest
The heart full of funeral dreams
I'm going to bed and
go back to your rightening
darling darkness, sweets of the night.