There is nothing surprising... ... her cold embraces She touches my palm Like it's a snow recovered me She is daring embracing stones Inhaling the passion By her temptation No! I don't trust in her sorcery My heart is beating in these stones My heart is bleeding in your sores I'm only a sunset filled by melancholy I'm immemorial temptation but I'm not a real... Forever the falling asleep inspiration of her hands Engraved in her delight... ... my name My heart is beating in these stones My heart is bleeding in your sores Recover me!!!